#the second this show ended i told everyone around me 'i'm getting a tattoo of ghost gerard'

[smileandasong]

[gerard way voice] BOO!!!

#the second this show ended i told everyone around me 'i'm getting a tattoo of ghost gerard' #AND SOMEONE in the pit overheard me and was like 'hey im a tattoo artist can i please do this for you!?!?' #turns out her studio is five minutes from my house fjdjjfjfjfjf it was meant to be :''') #mcr #mcr tattoo #going ghost gerard #my tattoos #smile.txt

[harryforvogue]

this means you have to write about Harry and Faye at her play or smt!!!

Faye’s not upset. Seriously, she's not. And she lets Harry know too.

don't beat yourself up over it please. really! i’ll see you in the morning

i’ve got to go now okay? i love you, i’ll text you later. <333

Harry reads the message but doesn’t reply. That doesn’t make her upset! She can’t expect Harry to be at every one of her plays, and this one isn’t even the opening night! Though Harry had been real upset about missing that one early this weekend anyways, but he’s been away at some tattoo art convention…business…er, festival? Okay, she doesn’t know what it actually is, but it's a valid excuse for him to miss her shows.

Which, as she’s repeatedly insisted, is totally fine. Harry loves to come to her plays, but of course his job comes first. It’s his career! Just like this is hers.

He’s supposed to have had come back from his weekend long trip this morning. But from what she’s gathered from his very annoyed texts, the car has overheated twice, leaving him and Timothée stranded and very much at each other’s throats.

Timothée even texted Faye a few hours ago.

I’m so sorry. I’m gonna fuckin kill him I’m sorry I'm gonna send your man back to you in a fuckin box I don't know how you stand him sometimes

Faye knows they’ll be fine. She thinks part of Harry’s anger is from missing her show. But as she’s literally told him several times, it’s fine. There will be another show in three days.

When the show is about to start, Faye turns her phone off and takes deep breaths, readying herself for the stage. It’ll be okay. She’s done so many shows without him. She puts on 3-4 shows a week. Of course he won’t be there every time.

The play starts and Faye pushes all the thoughts of Harry to the back of her head. Time to work.

***

Harry didn’t end up making it. When Faye joins her fellow actors and actresses for a final bow, she glances back at the section where Harry would have sat, finding his seat empty. She shakes it off. It’s okay. Really.

When the curtain falls, everyone hugs each other and then they begin to head to their own dressing rooms. Faye’s pulling her hair extensions out carefully in front of her door when someone grabs her arm, tugging her back into the hallway.

She nearly screams, her defense tactics kicking in, but it's only Harry. His hair is messy, his chest is rising and falling quickly, and his face is flushed. “Hey. I’m here. I’m sorry. I’m so so–”

“Harry!” Faye throws her arms around him and hugs him tightly, his voice muffled against her shoulder. "Thank goodness it's you! I was about to bite you or something."

He squeezes her so hard, she stops breathing for a moment. “I saw it. I saw the play, I swear I did,” he whispers. “Every minute of it. And I loved it. And you were perfect. So beautiful, you’ve got the voice of an angel. I loved it. I’m here. I’m a little late, but I’m here.”

Several actors walk by, giving them peculiar looks especially when Harry holds her face, repeating his apologies. Faye opens her dressing room door and pushes him in, locking it behind her.

He’s still reaching for her when she turns back around, his hands finding her waist immediately. “Faye.”

“It’s okay,” she says, gliding her hands up his arms. He’s in usual normal black shirt and blue jeans, curls falling into his eyes. “I’m so happy you’re here! I can't believe you made it!"

“I wasn’t in my seat,” he whispers, pulling her closer. He leans down to kiss her softly, breaking away only an inch to keep talking. “I got there like 30 seconds after the doors closed and I had to beg them to let me in because I knew you and I showed my ticket and I told them you were going to break up with me if I didn’t show up–”

“What?! I would never–”

“And so they let me in but I couldn’t get to my seat so I had to stand by the side but…” he takes a deep breath, grabbing her face between his hands again. His eyes are bright, a bit wild. “I swear I saw it all and I love you and you’re so perfect like always and I’m so so sorry I wasn’t here earlier. You have every right to be furious with me.”

Faye’s smiling so hard, shaking her head. She puts her hands on his. “Harry! Stop! It’s okay!”

“It’s not okay.” He’s bending down to kiss her again, more desperately. “I love you. I love you so bad. Always want to be here.”

“I’m just happy you got here safe,” she says in between kisses when he lets her take a breath. “I really appreciate the effort, Harry.” She pushes his hair out of his eyes. “I hope you didn’t kill Timmy.”

“Fuck Timmy,” Harry murmurs, kissing her again. “I’m never traveling with him again.”

She giggles. “That bad?”

He sighs and shakes his head. “No. Nothing was his fault. I just never want to be stranded with him ever again.” He kisses her once more. “I love you. You were wonderful up there. I love when you sing. Do more of that please?”

She closes her eyes and lets herself soak up all his love as his arms go around her waist again and he’s kissing her like he hasn’t seen her in weeks, twirling her hair, playing with the hem of her dress. He must be so tired from the constant traveling. The place he’d gone to was a decent four hours away, and the whole stranded thing clearly has made it worse.

Faye opens her eyes. “Wait. You came straight here?”

Harry’s nuzzling his face in her hair. “Yeah.”

"You didn't stop at home?"

"Had no time, baby."

“So…Timmy is here?”

“Yeah. He either had the option of watching your play or staying in the car outside for hours, so naturally he bought a ticket way up in the balcony.”

“He must be looking for you then.”

“Don’t care. I’m with my girl right now.” He takes a deep breath and drops his head to her shoulder. “I love you. You’re the best person to ever exist, baby.”

“I should be saying that to you! Harry, you didn’t have to come. You’re probably so sleepy and hungry and I know you want to just get out of those clothes.”

“Doesn’t matter," he insists, his voice firm. "I want to be with you.”

“You could have come to see my play next week.”

He clicks his tongue in disagreement. “Already felt bad about missing opening night.”

She huffs. “That’s ridiculous. You don’t always have to come to those! Work comes up and all that.”

“I always take the day off.”

“But some things are clearly unavoidable.”

“Mhm.” Harry hugs her tightly again, lifting her off the floor. He turns his head and kisses her neck. “You’re so soft. I wanna take you home. Come home with me, yeah? I'll wait here. I've just gotta shower real bad.”

“I’m…I’m being serious!” His kisses are too ticklish.

When he puts her back down on the floor, his mouth is on hers again, kissing her hungrily. “I didn’t even get you any flowers. I’m the worst boyfriend ever, huh?”

“No!” She surrenders to his kisses, and he picks her up again, seemingly unable to pull more than an inch away from her. She wraps her legs around his waist and holds onto his shoulders tight when he spins her. They fall into her makeup chair.

Harry’s hands are all over her as she positions herself to straddle him. “I missed you,” she whispers, grasping his hair. He groans softly when she gives it a slight tug.

He surges forward and catches her mouth again, deepening the kiss until everything melts away and it’s just the two of them in her dressing room.

That is, until there’s a hesitant knock at her door. “Um,” Timothée calls from the hallway. “Are you guys in there? I wanna come in but…are you decent?”

“I’m gonna do it,” Harry promises with a growl to his voice. “I’m going to kill him.”

#harry and faye #harry styles #harry styles fic #harry styles blurb #HE CAN'T STOP KISSING HER #ME WHENNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN

[ironwhoore]

hiya! I don’t know if you’re still up for writing? but if you are I have this one request with eddie x reader

in which they’re best friends (in love with each other) and reader and him are polar opposites? And that’s exactly why he likes her but one day a new student shows up and is an exact copy of eddie (metalhead and all) and they start spending more time together than eddie and reader? and well things are a bit angsty but it all ends with fluff?

yes this is really cute and im always up for writing eddie fluff 😩

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summary: you've had feelings for your best friend for a bit but when he starts hanging out with another girl and drifting away from you, you don't know if he even wants to hang out with you anymore. (also i added chrissy, eddie, and reader as a friend trio because we were robbed of the eddie and chrissy dynamic)

warnings: jealousy??? (idk if that needs a warning but there you go)

pairings: eddie munson x jealous!reader

"but eddieeeeeeeeeeee!" you whine, you've been trying to coerce him into letting you try some of the 'special k' that your guys' best friend chrissy said made her chill out quite a bit,

"no! you get high as fuck after like 2 hits of a joint! this shit will make you feel like you're in a different plane of existence!"

"you gave some to chris!"

"she told you about that? ugghh she can't be going around telling people that i sell ketamine!" he groans,

"eddie all three of us are best friends she's gonna tell me you gave her ketamine. oh and here's a golden idea, maybe you shouldn't be selling ketamine?" you say with an obvious tone,

"i have to make money somehow!"

"eddieee pleaaaseeeeeeeee?" you look at him with puppy dog eyes, "i'll pay double for it even!"

"i am not giving you ketamine."

"chrissy said it helped her a lot and that she wants some more!"

"if chrissy finished that bag already she needs a lot of help," eddie jokes, "look, we have movie night tomorrow right? ask if she'll bring what she has left and we will all have some. because i am not dealing with you high as fuck alone."

"ugh whatever edward." you pout,

"pouting doesn't work with me, sweetheart. you can have some tomorrow."

~~~~~~~~~~

you rode to school with chrissy ranting about how excited you were for movie night, she couldn't believe eddie was actually letting you have some ketamine, but she wanted to see what your reaction would be.

when you two pulled into the school parking lot you jumped out of the car excited to bug eddie, so you grab chrissy by the arm and drag her into the cafeteria where he usually sat with hellfire before classes started. eddie was there with hellfire, but there was a girl who sat to his left, laughing. in the spot you usually sat in. you look over at chrissy, "who's that?" jealousy blooming through your veins, you shouldn't be jealous because you and eddie were just friends. but you've had feelings for him ever since last year, and this girl was a complete match for him. black sabbath t-shirt and tattoos.

"uhh i dont know, maybe she's new."

you both walk over to the table "hey eds!" you sit in the chair on his right.

"hey y/n! this is adelaide!" eddie introduces you to the girl and she puts her hand out which you reluctantly shake,

"hey adelaide." you grit out, and you notice the venom in your words was noticeable as the girl and everyone else's faces drop.

"you alright?" chrissy asks,

you turn to her and form a tight lipped smile, "mhm," you hum, "i'm good. golden!" your jaw clenches in jealously, this goes unnoticed by you but chrissy notices and grabs your arm muttering a quick ‘excuse us for a second’ pulling you aside,

“what’s up?” she asks,

“what?”

“you look like you’re going to jump across eddie and murder adelaide, what’s wrong?”

“nothing.” you grit out,

chrissy quirks and eyebrow at you, you’re a bad liar.

“i’m just jealous.” you mumble,

“y/n, eddie just met adelaide you don’t need to worry about her, i guarantee she’s nothing to worry about.” she tries to soothe, which makes you feel a little bit better. eddie just met this girl so there was really no reason to be so jealous.

“yeah okay.”

you went back to the table and conversation flew by and it was time to get to first period, which went with you eyeing eddie down the whole time. which led to the predicament you got yourself into in 4th period, he grabbed your arm and dragged you to the janitors closet,

“what the hell is your problem y/n?”

“excuse me?” you say taken aback, what was your problem? “eddie you were practically making heart eyes towards that new adelaide chick at breakfast today!”

his mouth adopts a bit of a smirk, “okay? why do you care?”

“don’t fucking smirk at me like that!” god he was so hot annoying, “i don’t care eddie,” lie. i really don’t i just-it’s just you can’t-“ you start stammering trying to find a valid reason to be so upset with him,

“if you can’t find the reason you’re pissed at me and tell me by the end of today i’m not coming to movie night.” he says sternly, well that was one way for you to find the courage to tell him what was wrong. he storms out of the closet leaving you alone.

the next time you see him was in the hallways with adelaide at his hip. then you see him at lunch and he was sitting with adelaide again. she was in your spot. her hands are all over him, she literally just fucking met him. that’s the part that pissed you off the most, she just met him and she’s all handsy.

you walk up to the table and clear your throat, “hey eddie sorry to bother you right now since you’re uh-“ you look over to adelaide who’s rubbing her hands down his chest, “can i talk to you?” you grit out, “alone?”

“i’m bus-“ he’s trying to get a reaction out of you, that son of a bitch.

“now.” you say without thinking, “it’s important.”

“mhmmm yeah one second-“ you glare at him to which he rolls his eyes and stands from his seat and follows you into the janitors closet you two were in earlier,

“what’s up?” he asks,

“edward munson i sweartogod why are you letting her all over you?”

“why do you care y/n? you can’t get mad at me for simply hanging out with her.” he’s teasing you now. just trying to piss you off at this point, you know it.

“y’know what eddie? i was gonna tell you what my ‘problem’ was but if you’re gonna be a dick i’m not saying anything don’t even fucking bother coming tonight.”

to this his face grows serious, he thought you were a bit jealous but you seem pissed,

“hey i was just joking what’s up y/n?”

“i just- ohmygod eddie i-“ you didn’t think he would actually stay in here he’s usually stubborn as hell, “eddie i don’t know why but i don’t like seeing her all over you like that, it-it drives me fucking crazy.”

he’s smirking fully now and you wanna slap that smug look off his face but you keep talking,

“i think it’s because i wanted it to be me.” you say the last part quietly,

“because what?”

“it’s because i want it to be me!” you say loudly looking down at your feet, “i want to be right next to you in the hallways and i want to have more things in common with you, i mean she’s literally just like you eds!“ his face softens at the nickname, “and-and we barely have anything in common! so you’re probably bored of me and-“

“bored of you?” he says,

“yeah.” you look up at him,

“why would i get bored of you? you’re amazing and sweet and you’re gorgeous. yeah we don’t have much in common but that doesn’t mean i’d just up and leave because i met someone who likes the same shit as me.”

“you think i’m pretty?” you tease,

he grabs your chin and his face gets close to yours, “the prettiest.”

#eddie munson is hot #eddie munson angst #eddie munson fluff #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #chrissy cunningham #ironwhoore #stranger things #eddie x reader #eddie munson x female reader

[mattodore]

coming into who he is later in life than most, julian is no stranger to being asked, "don't you feel like you've already wasted too much time? aren't you worried you won't be able to get what you want?" it's a no-brainer for julian that he can accomplish anything he sets his mind to, but he always gives a measured response to these kinds of questions. he asks, "does the garden snail give up halfway to the leaves? does the giraffe retreat if the tree is too tall? i'm doin' this because it's the only way i can live. i'm doin' this to be me."

julian for @rainymoodlet's kiss me in komorebi bachelor challenge 💕

name: julian lee vance

age: 37 (adult, born may 30th)

traits: ambitious, goofball, neat (+ cheerful and worldly)

aspiration: master chef, julian wants to master and try all kinds of dishes from around the world

height: 5'9" but insists he's gonna grow more if he keeps eating right

background info:

julian went through most of his young adult life doing what he thought was expected from him, so coming into his 30s found him unhappy and lifeless. he needed a change bad. he started simple: every day he was gonna set aside some time from his grueling work as a lawyer to make himself a proper meal—after all, he really needed to lay off the take-out. from there, julian found himself with a real sense of passion for something and he knew it was a source of joy for him that he needed to pursue.

julian married his high school sweetheart, jeannie, straight out of school, but the relationship ended in divorce soon after he turned 21. the long distance between their out-of-state colleges was a natural stressor, but julian realizing he was gay after encountering another man like him at a party blew the whole thing wide open. jeannie freaked out on him and they didn't speak for over a decade. later, when they were both in their early 30s, jeannie messaged him on social bunny to tell him she'd recently come out as a lesbian, and said, "ain't that funny, jules? it's like we were searching for our community the whole time." they've been close ever since.

julian heard the news about daniel taylor coming out and starring in his own show from a friend of a friend. he'd never heard of a dating reality show for men like him before, so he found himself curious and started watching clips from your dad's garage online. six hours into a deep dive on daniel taylor later, he found himself flustered and feeling a little bit silly for crushing on a guy he'd never meet. a week went by and then—drunk on the same wine he was using to make beef bourguignon—he sent a messy, poorly formatted, rambling submission into kiss me in komorebi talking about how much he wants to meet daniel. a little hungover the next morning, he sent a little prayer out thanking every higher power out there that he hadn't sent any selfies or actual identifying information about himself in the application and no one would ever know it was him.

jeannie was the one who sent julian's new and improved application into kiss me in komorebi for him! after he told her about his new crush and the embarrassing application he sent in while wine drunk, she seriously started drafting an application for him then and there. "it'll be good for you," she told him. "And anyway, you're tryin' to be more adventurous, aren't you? isn't this an adventure?" she hit the submit button while sitting beside him, laughing and patting his back while he hid his face.

fun facts:

julian actually loves reality shows! he's just not one for dating shows because he always feels bad for the people who just wanted to find love but got sent packing. his favorite reality shows are the ones where he gets to see people working on their passion craft. cooking, special effects makeup, tattoos, fashion, drag, and recently woodworking... he loves all of it.

julian is big on adventure (a new trait of his!) and is always willing to try new things out at least twice, because everything and everyone deserves a second chance.

anthony bourdain was his biggest inspiration in throwing his law degree to the wind and changing his entire career in his 30s.

middle eastern cuisine is julian's favorite type of food.

his favorite thing to eat is shakshuka, one of the first meals he had at jeannie's house after they reconciled.

the scar on julian's jaw is from a cooking accident when he was just starting out. sometimes you just get a little too overzealous while trying to cut into an egg plant. julian's distaste for egg plants now is basically just a fear response.

julian loves how food brings people together. to him, food is a conversation between cultures, between languages. it's a connection to everyone who came before him and everyone after.

#kmikapp #simblr #ts4 #sims 4 #the sims 4 #ts4 cas #my sims #julian vance #river dipping #🦇 #one thing you can ALWAYS count on when it comes to me is i'm gonna add a little scar and a few moles what can i say #but anyway <3 found myself feeling very attached to julian as i was sitting here writing all of this out over the last two hours #i realize most of his cc is kind of alpha-ish so... i fully understand if he needs to be made more maxis 😭 #i just got carried away in cas AS USUAL........... #now that i'm finished with this i'm gonna play in-game with him to make sure he has the proper skill development #he's like... an intermediate cooker #like he's doing pretty good but he's not a Master Chef y'know lmao #anyway :) time to catch up with the dash and then off to play the sims MWAH

[stupendousfoxthing]

if there were to be video or something that came out of jk doing something clearly romantic w a girl, would u think we misinterpreted tkk all this time and were just reading into their interactions way too much? or would u maybe believe they were together at one point and ended it? maybe they’d be in an open relationship? or maybe it rlly was for show?

i didn’t follow ur blog at the time of when the shitstorm happened w the sasaeng taking a video of jk and a girl in his apartment (ik it’s an old topic but it’s one of the only things that gets in the way of tkk for me) but i’m interested to know ur take on whether that video was a romantic interaction or could’ve been just friendly? i believe it was 100% a real video and at first i was so heartbroken and confused abt tae and jk’s relationship. i grappled back and forth w the nature of the interaction in the sasaeng video for a while but the more i watched it the more i thought okay wait it’s like a 15 second video taken super out of context of just one location in his apartment where u can’t even rlly see if they’re alone or what happened prior. and it could be platonic (there were pics of him back hugging his female tattoo artist who was just a friend) especially if he’s not straight and the girl knows about that? i feel like there’s a lot more leeway w platonic physical affection between women and queer men than with straight men (even tho ik of friendships between both straight men and women that are also physically affectionate but still totally platonic). however, i sometimes feel like that sounds like me just rationalizing why it may not be romantic and being in denial. idk bc i don’t want to blindly believe in tkk but i can’t explain away tae and jk’s interactions as being totally platonic either so then i get super conflicted.

sorry ik this is rambling atp and it may be a topic u don’t want to address anymore but i’d love to hear ur interpretation of that whole scenario and how it affected ur beliefs and views on jk/tkk

It would be very hard to convince me now that there wasn't something between Taekook at some point, and it certainly wouldn't all be undone by a clearly romantic something between Jungkook and a girl. You definitely would not be able to convince me that what they did was "for show". Their relationship is authentic no matter what the nature of that relationship is. I've been a Taekooker for a long time now and I think I'm older than the average here. I not only have plenty of receipts for my belief in Taekook, I have context for all of those receipts because I was here when it happened. I was much more active on Twitter when the tattoo artist "scandal" happened, and I actually got tagged with a few of my TK friends by the first shady accounts trying to spread it. When I think back on that time, I just feel bad for everyone involved. Even the tattoo studio staff, who were harassed mercilessly and had their shop vandalized. That had much bigger impact than the recent video, but it's funny because when I saw the convo around that I was just thinking I've already seen him back hugging a woman. If that was enough to debunk Taekook I would have bailed in 2019. The intention of this rumor was exactly the same as well. It follows the same pattern as every other. Post something with no context and that's actually not proof of anything, but spin some wild stories about it. It's very easy with interactions between a man and a woman. Every person I see still posting it everywhere says the woman in the video is his pregnant gf. That's obviously not true. People freaked out because they were told more was coming. That didn't happen. I agree with a lot of your second paragraph. I don't put more weight on interactions just because they're between a man and a woman. I do think it's weird that a few seconds without any context would be enough to question just because it is a man and a woman. I've had plenty of interactions like that with male friends I had no romantic feelings about. Hell, when I was Jungkook's age if a stalker wanted to they could have gotten video of me hugging and kissing people I also had no romantic interest in and never dated. That informs my perspective on things. It's not just heteronormative, it's all a little puritanical to me. I actually wasn't blogging here until a few weeks ago so you're my first ask about this. I appreciate your message. After days of nothing, I got yours and then another (which I'm not going to post because it was obviously someone trying to start shit) a couple of hours later about the exact same topic, so I was a little sus about people trying to troll. But your questions were asked in good faith so I wanted to answer genuinely. Hope you're having a good weekend. ❤️

#asks #taekook

[twoidiotwriters1]

Copycat: Origins —(Marvel Fem!Oc)

Words: 2,086

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xxvi: Moving On

"It's a new day at the Avengers compound!" Pietro pointed the camera at his face. "We have a full house this month! Copy! Can you explain to the watchers what are we doing?"

"Pietro, you know I don't like cameras."

"C'mon, this isn't supposed to be seen by anyone but us!" He pouted. "And maybe the others once they come back... don't be such a bore!"

"Stop," she grinned, trying to snatch the phone away from his grasp.

"Hey you two, we could use some help over here!" Rocket shouted.

"Sorry!" Pietro directed the camera at the raccoon and zoomed on his face. "Can you share a word of wisdom with the viewers?"

"Don't work with humans, they're a pain in the ass."

Cat sat next to the raccoon and watched him work for a moment. Tony entered and raised his voice.

"Ratchet, how's it going?"

"It's Rocket," Her friend replied. "Take it easy. You're only a genius on Earth, pal."

Behind Tony, the God of thunder burped and stared at them with disinterest, Pietro and Cat shared a look.

"You could've taken a shower, man," Cat commented.

"What for? I smell okay," Thor smiled brightly.

"You smell like garbage," Pietro scoffed.

"Kitkat, think fast!" Tony tossed a screw at her. "It's time I teach you how to change a tire. Only it's a multibillion-dollar machine that could save the world and if you mess up everyone will hate you."

"Awesome," Cat stood up. "There's only one problem with that, Tony. I'm not smart for this."

"What are you talking about? You're the smartest girl in the room."

"I'm the only girl in the room."

"Rocket, help me out here," Tony looked at the raccoon.

"You're too dumb to discern one end of the screw from the other," He spoke to her with disinterest. "It'd be easier to teach a dog how to read."

"Dipshit," Cat scowled at him. "Give me that!"

The mutant snatched the tube Tony was holding and stomped over to the massive construction, Tony stared at Rocket with a frown.

"That's how you get her to do things," He snickered.

"Don't mind me guys, I'm just here to pick up—"

Cat stopped in the middle of the room, her pupils dilated.

"Oh great," Clint groaned. "It's you."

"Look who decided to show up!" She crossed her arms. "Heard you got a tattoo— Did they have to stretch your skin so the wrinkles wouldn't get in the way?"

"Heard you got kicked out of space," The man retorted without missing a beat. "Not even the smelly, talking raccoons like sharing a room with you?"

"I'm calling the feds," Cat drew out her phone.

"Hey, now, we're all on the same team," Banner intervened.

"We're joking, big guy, don't worry," Clint said. "It's nice to see you, Heathen."

"Likewise buddy," She replied.

Their voices didn't sound enthusiastic in the least.

"Hey, wait a second," Rhodes gave a start, looking at all of the equipment, "let me ask you something. If we can do this, you know... go back in time, why don't we just find baby Thanos, you know? And..."

He gestured as if he were wrapping a rope around someone's neck, then moved his fists to opposite sides like strangling someone.

"I don't mind that idea!" Cat said.

"Doesn't surprise me," Clint muttered.

"I volunteer to do it, I'm not fussy," She continued. "I can practice on Clint if you want."

"First of all, that's horrible," Banner replied.

"It's Thanos," Rhodey rolled his eyes.

"And secondly, time doesn't work that way. Changing the past doesn't change the future."

"Wait, isn't that what we're doing?" Cat asked, suddenly looking confused. "Aren't we going to the past to stop Thanos from getting the stones?"

"That's not the plan," Nebula replied calmly.

"Look, we go back, we get the stones before Thanos gets them— Thanos doesn't have the stones. Problem solved!" Scott agreed.

"Bingo," Clint replied.

"That's not how it works," Nebula insisted.

"Well, that's what I heard..."

"Wait but who? Who told you that?"

"Star Trek, Terminator, Timecop, Time after time—"

"Quantum leap."

"Wrinkle in time, Somewhere in time—"

"Hot tub time machine."

"Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure— Basically, any movie that deals with time travel!"

"Die-hard—! No, that's not one."

"This is known!"

"I don't know why everyone believes that, but that isn't true. Think about it, if you travel to the past, that past becomes your future, and your former present becomes the past— which can't now be changed by your new future!"

"Exactly," Nebula muttered.

"So Back to the future is a bunch of bullshit?"

"I'm not stopping myself from dropping out of high school?" The girl asked in a fragile voice. "I thought... I thought that was the whole point."

"The whole point is to recover what we lost," Banner placed a hand on her shoulder. "But what's done it's done, Cat. Even if we try, you'd be creating an alternate life that is not the one you're currently on. You'd be creating a variant of yourself, it wouldn't be you the one that gets to live it."

"I... I need a moment." Copycat turned around.

"Weren't you here to pick something up?" Banner called.

"Tony can get it himself!" She shouted without stopping.

Someone knocked on her door, but it took five more tries for her to speak.

"If you're here to bring me food just leave it outside!" She shouted. "If you're here to comfort me go to hell!"

She sat up, still wrapped in a heavy blanket, and dragged herself to the desk next to her window. She opened the top drawer and seized several envelopes, all of them in different states of preservation. Those were the letters she'd addressed to Peter for the last five years.

At first, they were constant, she would write to him three times a week, but as time went on and she grew up, went to space, and met new people, the letters were reduced to short notes.

Part of the reason why she'd stopped was that she considered it was starting to be less helpful and more obsessive. She needed to let go, she wasn't going to get Peter back... then Scott showed up rambling about time travel, full to the brim of that desperate, wild hope that she once had. Cat began to imagine what she'd do with a second chance... she shouldn't have done that.

'Peter,' She wrote, 'We're bringing everyone back.'

Her eyes began to sting, she dropped the pen and rubbed them until they hurt, then continued writing as quickly as possible.

'It won't be the same, though. You'll be exactly as I remember you, but I'm not who I was. I've made mistakes... It's going to hurt you, you won't understand, but it'll be worse if I hold onto you.'

Her throat tightened to the point she had to cough to relax it, her hand was hurting, and the pen was flushing the skin that was tightly pressing against it.

'You deserve better.'

Kurt knocked on her door aggressively, he raised his voice.

"I don't know what kind of crisis is making you act this way but enough is enough! There can only be one mentally distraught hero at a time and Thor's the sad bitch in turn! Get your ass out of bed or I'll—"

She opened her door, her friend leaped away from it.

"You're getting on my nerves," Cat replied hoarsely.

"I got desperate," He smiled.

"I'm okay," She left the room and pushed her hair out of her face. "I've to take long breaks after talking to Clint, otherwise I'll commit a hate crime."

"Mhmm," Kurt put an arm around her shoulders and squeezed a little. "C'mon, Pietro brought doughnuts."

"Alright, Clint, we're going in three, two, one..."

Exactly as with Scott, the older agent got sucked into the tunnel and was brought back ten seconds later. He was on the floor, panting.

"Hey, hey— look at me!" Nat knelt next to him. "You okay?"

"Yeah," Clint looked around. "Yeah. It worked... It worked."

"Holy fucking shit," Cat breathed.

"Language!" Tony and Steve scolded her.

Cat looked at both men in amusement, Steve stared at Tony with mirth.

"Oh, shut up," Tony groaned.

"You're getting old," Cat teased him.

"You were less annoying when you were fourteen," The man retorted. "Little shit."

They held up meetings to think of a way to get all the stones in one trip, they divided into groups, it was imperative that they figured out who was better suited to visit each place.

"Quill said he stole the power stone from Morag—"

"Is that a person?"

"No, Morag's a planet," Rocket frowned. "Quill was a person."

"A very dumb one," Cat added, absently playing with her food.

"So you must've gotten along," Clint taunted.

"Wait, a planet?" Scott piped up. "Like in outer space?"

"Oh look!" Rocket cooed. "It's like a little puppy! All happy and everything," He started to ruffle Scott's hair. "Do you wanna go to space? You wanna go to space, puppy? I'll take you to space!"

"Knock it off!" Kurt threw a crumpled-up napkin at him. "Not everyone is used to traveling across the universe, Rat."

"Why's no one grossed out about Rocket walking on the table where we're currently eating?" Pietro made a face. "You're gonna throw fur all over my chicken!"

"Imma put more than just fur on you, you little—"

Cat reached across the table and seized Rocket by the end of his scarf, dragging him away from her brother. "You're embarrassing me."

"You wanna talk about embarrassing?" He tried to squirm out of her grasp. "How about the time you puked on the ship's console?"

"What!"

"Did you get that on video?"

"Can we focus on the stones, please?" She clasped a hand over Rocket's snout to quiet his cackles.

"That time stone guy..." Nat said.

"Doctor Strange!" Banner replied.

"Yeah, what kind of doctor was he?"

"A very irritating one," Cat said as she slowly paced around the office.

"Ear-nose-throat meets rabbit-from-hat," Tony clarified, he was laying next to Nat, both had climbed on the desk.

"Nice place in the village, though..." Banner mumbled from his place on the rug.

"Yeah, on Sullivan street?"

"Why is it that rich people are such a pain in the ass?" Cat asked out loud as she hopped over Hulk's legs.

"I'm a rich person, Kitkat—"

"Yeah, that's precisely my point."

"Wait, he lived in New York?" Nat questioned.

"No, he lived in Toronto," Tony said sarcastically. "Have you been listening to anything?"

"He lived in Bleecker and Sullivan."

"I don't know any street names apart from Hell's kitchen and Queens."

"Those aren't streets."

"How do you move around the city without knowing street names?"

"I don't need to know, I fly and teleport everywhere..."

"You drive a motorcycle!" Tony exclaimed. "Did no one teach you how to do that properly?"

"If you drive on the sidewalk you don't need to know the law," She joked.

"Jesus..."

"Guys," Nat insisted. "If you pick the right year, there are three stones in New York."

Cat stopped her pacing, the men sat up.

"Shut the front door," Banner breathed.

The young mutant smiled. "I know exactly which year to pick!"

"All right, we have a plan," Steve walked around the lounge room. "Six stones, three teams, one shot."

Pietro nudged her arm. "You excited?"

"Kinda," She admitted. "Always thought of New York's invasion with respect. It was thanks to the chaos that I managed to flee the lab, the idea of witnessing the whole thing first-hand it's kind of thrilling."

"Well, it'll be more interesting than my part for sure," Her brother sighed.

"Hey, your part is important," She patted his arm. "You'll bring us back, without you we'd probably get stuck."

"How is Wagner feeling about his role?"

"Well, he's not anxious," She looked at the opposite corner where Kurt and Rocket were chatting. "This is just like any other mission. He'll be with his captain, as long as Kurt has a leader to follow, he won't be afraid."

"I've been thinking," Pietro moved sideways to face her. "I don't know what I'll say to Wanda once I see her. It'll be weird, I'm five years older than her now... crazy, huh?"

"Don't get ahead of yourself," She warned him. "We have to get the stones, Speedy, then we can think about the rest."

"Let yourself dream a little, Copy."

Cat raised a brow. "I'll be happy if we succeed, but I don't want you getting hurt by a fantasy."

"You're still set on breaking up with Peter, then?"

"Obviously," She rolled her eyes. "He'll come back as a teenager and I'm an adult. Not only that, but I've been with others in his absence, I don't think it's fair to keep him when I haven't been faithful."

"I think he'd understand—"

"I don't want him to," She said sharply. "He'll have his own experiences just like I did, otherwise he'd end up resenting me."

"Well, you'll keep him around as a friend at least, I hope," Pietro sighed. "That'll leave the door open in case you decide to give it a second try."

"That won't happen."

"If you say so," He said. "You should sleep, heroes can't save the world if they're tired."

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The ATLA Live Action was... ffffffiiiiiiiinnnnneeeee

It had a very high bar set from the original show and a very low bar set from the movie, so for it to be okay but flawed is the accepted middle ground. There were some things that I liked, a lot of things that made me say "...suuuuree?", but one thing that made me absolutely frustrated was how they handled Aang's backstory.

Not only did they put it at the front of the show, effectively taking the mystery out of who he is for the audience(for newcomers), but the reason why Aang left was completely botched. In the original, he was told he was the Avatar by the council, everything changed around him, and then he found out he was going to be separated from his mentor. He left in an act of selfishness, panic, and immaturity. In the live action, only Gyatso told him and in that SAME NIGHT he left to "clear his head". This makes his view over leaving the world seem less impactful.

If you'll allow me, here's how I would have structured this:

(Screw the Great Comet Festival, that was just a contrived way to get all of the Airbenders together so that the killing could be quicker.)

Aang is a very talented airbender, having already gotten his tattoos and being leagues ahead of his peers. He's called in by the council to be told that he's the Avatar. They tell him this at age 12 instead of 16 because of the impending aggression from the fire nation.

Aang takes this roughly as once the rest of the temple find out, everyone treats him differently. For the next few days, his friends stop playing and training with him, and the other adults treat him like a god/omnipotent figure.

Aang confides in Gyatso over this, but Gyatso assures him that he won't treat Aang any differently, that he's a person first, Avatar second. Aang feels comforted, but another council member overhears this and confronts Gyatso about this in front of the council leader. The council leader tells Gyatso his shpeal about how his attachment to Aang is too strong and that they must separate, planning to send Aang to the Eastern Temple. Aang overhears this and panics, running away after writing a letter to Gyatso about how sorry he is for putting him in that position.

Aang takes off with Appa, not some place in particular, just anywhere but the Southern Air Temple, blinded by frustration and sadness. They end up in a storm, where the wetness on his face is either rain or tears. He snaps out of it when he hears thunder and realizes that he has to get back home. They never do as the storm waves crash into them, causing them to nearly drown, causing his Avatar state to kick in and freeze himself and Appa.

Meanwhile, at the Southern Air Temple, Fire Nation soldiers attack due to the strength of the comet (I'm assuming the FN have scattered to all four Temples for simplicity's sake. If the comet took longer, then they would be attacking the South first before going to the other temples). Gyatso goes to find Aang to warn him, but he's not there, leaving only a letter left. Though he is worried, Gyatso knows what he must do.

Gyatso is cornered by multiple soldiers, Fire Lord Sozin leading the charge.

"Where is he? Where is the Avatar?" Sozin exclaims.

"He is not here," Gyatso replies, acting calm in the face of adversity. Sozin flames out a fire dagger from his fist.

"You tell me where he is or suffer for your death!" Gyatso smiles sadly.

"I will never betray my friend." Sozin grunts angrily, turning his back on Gyatso.

"Kill him! The Avatar is not here! We must find him!" Sozin walks away as the soldiers take their stances. Gyatso breathes in deeply, the soldiers start their fire, and Gyatso makes the ultimate sacrifice to protect Aang.

Now put this in episode 3, 4, or 5, and you're left with a compelling backstory that combines elements(hah) from both shows. Make Aang feel like a child, but don't dumb it down or explain everything right out the gate. Show how Aang's decision to run effects him in the present. The whole strategy of the Air Nomads is to evade, and that ends up costing Aang his entire people. The line "Because I never wanted to be" in response to Katara's question has so much depth if we SEE Aang struggle with accepting his identity.

Anyways, I wouldn't mind a season 2 or even 3 if, and only IF, they fixed a lot of their writing problems. Rant over.

#atla #atla live action #this genuinely made me go on a pacing rant after I watched it #I think Sokka was the best actor because he actually felt natural most of the time #props also to Zuko #though he could have been meaner #though we won't see this for another three years #so here's to waiting

[isanyonereadingthis]

Screaming HAPPY 30TH BIRTHDAY to my very first & bestest friend I ever gained in this life. I am so beyond lucky to call you my brother. Since it has been over 9 months since I've last seen you in person or hugged you, and this is probably the first year in our lives I have not been with you on your birthday to celebrate (and I'm sad about it), I obviously had to make a long and sappy FB post. So here it goes.....

My Dearest Bubba, I love you more than I could ever really put into words (but I will still try my hardest). You will always be my most and undoubtedly favorite person on this earth. (Even though when I was finally born, you asked mom and dad to bring me back to the hospital as soon as they brought me home for the first time, because you decided you didn't want a sister, I STILL LOVE YOU UNCONDITIONALLY.)You have always been and continue to be the absolute most important person I will ever have in my life. You are my biggest supporter, as I am yours, and our bond only gets stronger with time. You're the one I have shared my most special and memorable experiences, loudest laughs, saddest cries, and deepest secrets with. You may be 3 years older, but in our hearts, we both know we've always been and acted more like twins than just siblings.

 From you choosing what my name would be when mom was still pregnant with me, to teaching me how to play video games, to us acting up in church & then going home to get simultaneous spankings, to binging me to my first bar ever when I turned 18 (& then taking care of a very drunk me), to bringing me to get my first tattoo, to us doing an Ouija board in the swamp and abandoned churches/buildings, to bringing me to some of the best concerts and shows (RIP MAC) I've ever experienced, to us simply binge-watching Criminal Minds on repeat for over 10+ years, to us screaming Never Let You Down by Rita Ora and Vanessa Carlton songs on the top of our lungs on car rides, or making ourselves into family guy characters and giving yourself peg legs....you have been there through it all.  You have never abandoned me or left my side no matter the reason; whether if it's simply to make fun of me, encourage or push me to be my best self, guide me, or just be a comfort, you have always looked out for me and supported me without any ounce of judgement. 

I have always looked up to you more than anyone in this world. Your bravery, confidence, and unconditional love go unmatched by anyone else I've ever known. 

In 2009, at only 17 years old...you endured one of the most traumatic experiences any human (much less a teenager) could ever experience. In just a split second, you were almost taken away from our family. BUT, being the STRONG, PERSISTENT and HARD-HEADED warrior that you are, not only fought, BUT overcame, conquered and grew from your accident. It was/has been a extremely tough and long journey, but in the end YOU proved EVERYONE wrong that originally told us you were not coming back to us, or that you would not be able to walk, talk and live a normal life again. You knew you were not done on this earth and overcame the impossible. You are this family's living, breathing, walking MIRACLE and I don't know a single person who does not look up to you. You are the most selfless, headstrong, compassionate, and understanding person I have ever been blessed with knowing. Even through your own struggles and battles, there has NEVER been a time where you don't put someone else's well-being, feelings, and needs before your own. No matter how small or enormous it may be, you are always the one to make sure everyone else is okay before you even think about yourself. You deserve everything and nothing less than anything you dream of and aspire to be in this life. I hope you realize how many people in this world you have touched, inspired, and been a light for in your 30 years on this earth. I hope you have the best damn birthday that you've ever had and know how bad I can't wait to wrap my arms around you and see you again in 9 days!!!!! HAPPY DIRTY 30 TO THE BEST BROTHER, SON , FRIEND, DOG & CAT UNCLE, & DOG DAD TO EVER EXIST!!! I HOPE THIS NEW DECADE IS YOUR BEST ONE YET!! I LOVE YOU FOR INFINITY!!!!

#birthday #family #love #blood #brother #sibling #twin #family members #big brother #thankful #healing #support #best friends

[romanstheory]

I've Changed a Randy Orton One Shot

Warnings : Smut, Fluff, Multiple Female Orgasms

Word Count : 999

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Randy Orton and I had been broken up for a year now, he needed to work on himself and his anger. I couldn't stand his fits of rage anymore, or picking up the pieces after he self destructed. I was tired of being his baby sitter. Today I am returning to RAW after an injury that kept me out of action for a month, but I feel better than ever now. I know Randy is here, and I would like to avoid him at all costs. He's tried calling me a few time but I just let it go to voice mail and then he leaves a voice mail and I don't listen. I wish he would leave me alone.... Forever.

I am getting something small to eat from catering when I peek over and see Randy out of the corner of my eye. I try my hardest to not be seen by him as I take my food and try to walk away. "Y/N! Y/N! Will you just wait a second please" I hear Randy say. I ignore him and continue walking. He catches up to me and stands in front of me "Will you just give me two seconds please. I haven't been able to get ahold of you" Randy pleads with me. "Get out of my way Randy, I don't need this" I demand

Randy clenches his jaw and reluctantly gets out of my way. I breathe in deeply and make my way to find somewhere far away from him to eat. I wish he would leave me alone. Actually I wish I never had to see him again. I should have listened when everyone told me to stay away from him, but I thought I could fix him. Y'know shine him up and make him all new, boy was I fucking wrong. I find a small empty table and sit and eat my food, still angry at the sight of Randy. My phone buzzes again.... Guess who? RANDY! I pick up the phone this time.

"Don't hang up PLEASE!" Randy begs on the other end of the phone. "What the fuck do you want!" I yell. "Just give me two seconds of your time after the show. I can meet you where ever you want I just need to talk to you, I'm literally begging you Y/N" Randy pleads. "I don't want anyone in my business so meet me at my air bnb after. If you try and funny shit I will beat your fucking head in!" I respond before hanging up abruptly. I gather myself before my match, this is my return, it's extremely important.

I enter the ring, the crowd is going crazy. My adrenalin is pumping and I dominate my match. The night comes to an end and I head to my air bnb for a shower. I slip my robe on and text Randy the address. I pour myself some wine and wait for his arrival. It doesn't take long before I hear a knock at the door, I answer and allow Randy in. We sit down in the living room and I sip my wine. "So?" I say looking directly into his eyes. "I guess I'll start by saying I'm sorry" Randy begins "For everything, everything I put your through, everything you saw.... everything.

"Is that all you came here to say?" I ask "Is that why you've been borderline harassing me?". Randy clenches his jaw "No, I wanted to tell you that I've changed. I'm not the same person as before, I'm not angry. I've gotten help, and Y/N I still love you" He says. I would be lying if I said I didn't love him anymore. You don't just fall out of love with someone you gave everything to. I stay silent, loosening my defensive posture. "I know I've put you through so much already, but I miss you" Randy says getting emotional. In all of our years together I had never seen Randy like this, it was always anger or nothingness.

"How do I know you're telling the truth" I ask softly. "Let me show you" He says scooting closer to me. He wraps his tattooed arm around me, turning me around to face him. I push my lips against his as Randy leans in, eventually hovering over me. I felt butterflies in my stomach, something I hadn't felt since we first met. He moves his hand into my robe, cupping my soft breast. I untie my robe, exposing myself completely while Randy undresses himself. He hovers over me again, bending down and licking my erect nipples. I always loved when he did this, but this time he did it with more passion. I can feel myself getting wet.

He leans back up, kissing me again before slowly pressing himself into me. He glides in smoothly, my body welcoming him back in gracefully. "Oh fuck!" He groans "Oh I missed this" I wrap my legs around him, guiding him in further. I can already feel the tension building up inside of Randy as his strokes becomes faster. "You're so tight" Randy groans "You're so big" I respond. As messed up as Randy was, he's always been amazing in bed.... Maybe that's why I stayed for so long. He kisses on my neck and I feel my climax coming. Randy without warning finished inside of me "I'm so sorry!" He says shocked. "Keep going" I say unfazed by him filling me with his juices.

Randy continues stroking, this time I swirl my finger around my almost ready clit and reach my climax. I moan loudly, thinking we're done. Randy grabs my legs, pulling me down lower onto the sofa and slowly puts his big fingers inside of me. My body accepts him in, almost guiding him. He curls his fingers, massaging my G spot slowly. I'm still coming down from my first climax, so this is making my squirm from the pleasure. His blue eyes looking deeply into mine as he licks his lips admiring my pleasure faces.

"Randy! I'm close again!" I say trying to catch my breath. He picks up the pace, never breaking eye contact with me as he begins to play with my nipples with his free hand. I feel the pleasure building once again "Oh my god!" I yell before a wave of pleasure like I had never experienced before came over me. My legs went weak and my body got warm. I reached my climax and Randy kept massaging my spot. It felt like he had taken my soul, and I was okay with it. My legs fall and Randy goes in for another kiss "Forgive me?" He asks softly. "Already forgiven" I say panting

#randy orton #randy orton smut #randy orton x female reader #wwe x female reader #wwe #wwe smut #wwe writing #wwe x reader #randy orton one shot

[booppooo]

Body Guard: Chapter Ten

Abby Anderson x Fem! Reader Series

AN: we're nearing the end, hope you guys are still enjoying :) and as a quick reminder please never hesitate to send me some advice to better my writing!

Warnings: injury, arguing

Word Count: 1094

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For the first time in days they woke up warm.

The fire was reduced to toasty embers and the sun beaming through the warehouse windows was cozy. Y/n's leg still hurt, and if they didn't get the bullet out soon it would become gangrenous, but she felt good otherwise. Abby let her clean and re-suture her shoulder, and her eyes didn't leave Y/n's focused expression for a second.

All Abby could think about now was her intricate tattoo, Isaac had become secondary seeing as a war wasn't being waged, but she was still curious about the lack of a search party. Little did she know Isaac was on his feet again.

After Y/n helped Abby tug back on her shirt, the soldier noticed how swollen the doctors leg had gotten. As much as Y/n wanted to wait until they returned to the stadium, the pain in her leg and the fever creeping in her throat wasn't being masked well.

"Let me see your leg." Abby's eyes didn't leave Y/n's.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about me."

"Y/n-"

"Please. I told you I'm fine."

Lie after lie after lie. It seemed all Y/n did was fill Abby with false truths. When the time came to be honest, she wasn't sure her word would carry the honor it once did.

Both of them were too dehydrated and fatigued to carry on much longer. Abby would gladly toss the physician on her back and trek along, but her muscles were too weak and she didn't want to risk taunting her stitches. Luckily Abby scavenged a radio and began to tamper with it, hoping to hear word from the stadium. Y/n rested beside her, hands resting on her torso and gazing out one of the dusty windows.

"I don't understand why nobody has come for us yet. I know Isaac is probably dead but that doesn't mean everyone who isn't at the stadium shouldn't be brought back. There's no way those religious freaks found out yet." Radio static prevailed.

Enough was enough; Y/n was a doctor, her job was to save people, brutal honesty was a part of that.

"Abby," she winced sitting up, "I need to tell you something."

This wasn't a good lead, but Abby listened.

"Isaac...he's not dead. Mel did the surgery." A million questions bounced around in Abby's mind, "He sent me and you out to test your loyalty after going AWOL looking for Owen."

"Wh-what?" Abby was in disbelief.

"I-I'm sorry, I should've said something sooner but I was scared and so much had happened and-"

Anger simmered in the soldier's stomach, "All this time," - her fury burned hotter and hotter - "you kept your mouth shut because you were scared?!" Y/n cowered like a dog, her eyes already teary and red.

Abby stood from her spot on the floor and towered over Y/n. Here, the one person she had sacrificed nearly her life for, fought with all her might for, had betrayed her. The disappointment and rage boiling in her veins made her want to scream; she considered taking her items and leaving Y/n to fend for herself. A tear trickled down Y/n's petrified face and her lip trembled.

"I can't," Abby tightened her jaw and squeezed her eyes shut, "I can't do this."

There were so many things she couldn't do. She couldn't leave Y/n, but couldn't stand the sight of her. She couldn't be angry, but her anger somehow conquered her infatuation for Y/n. It took deception for Abby to admit her tenderness for the doctor to herself. And that tenderness was shredding her heart.

Not to mention the dismay she felt for having broken Isaac's trust. Since the day her face had appeared at the WLF, she had promised allegiance and the willingness to give her life for their cause - but years of dedicated were gone in the wind for her first love.

Abby stepped away and let her heart be heavy in the shadows, "My loyalty?" She huffed. Abby wasn't naive, she was too faithful and trusting, and all to show for it was backstabbing.

When her frustration and morose had settled, the blonde retuned to the radio. If one thing could turn her day around, it would be a clear signal. Y/n's back was to Abby as she worked, fearing if her eyes crossed her freckled cheeks she'd burst into tears. All she felt were shame and guilt. There were no words to regain Abby's trust nor the little friendship they had barely developed, but there was a way to ease the tension.

Y/n kept her back to Abby, "It hurt..." she started. She expected Abby's silence, "The needle was so hot at first. Then it was just the stabbing, then it was cold. I complained the whole time." She reminisced of her lover's smile, and let one of her own creep onto her lips. "I was convinced we were going to last forever, and I wanted the constant reminder of how we came to be.

She found the rose thriving over a soft patch of grass. It was by itself, no bush or other roses to keep it company. She cut it and gave it to me, then told me for the first time she loved me." Hot tears streamed down her cheeks, "I miss her everyday."

As heart warming as Abby found the story, it wouldn't mend any wounds. The rose plaguing her mind finally found closure.

"And then one day I stopped missing her. I forgot about her the whole day."

Abby let the radio static soften, and she listened.

"It was one of the scariest days of my life, and when I realized she had slipped my mind for so long I wanted to throw up. I felt so guilty."

Y/n sat up, wiping the tears from her cheeks and sniffling. She was delighted to see Abby already watching her when their gazes met. More tears flowed as she expected. Abby had a hesitant squint in her eyes, it was faint seeing as curiosity reigned.

Through the tears, Y/n smiled at Abby. It was something neither of them did often, but the moment one spread across Y/n's pale face, all the hesitation and resentment in Abby dwindled. The blonde wasn't fond of the way Y/n had swayed her feelings with ease, but didn't bother challenging it.

"But then...you carried me out of the hospital...and I remembered what it felt like to fall in love."

#abby anderson #abby anderson fan fiction #abby anderson x reader #abby x reader

[newmysterygirl]

"Can Never Say No To The Princess."

Reader x Sadeyes, Oscar and Rio

Summary: You go on a date without the guys knowing but once they get word of it they decide to drop by.

Warning: Some Cussing, angst.

A/N: I didn't know what I was going to do with these three but then I saw one of the chapters for livingwiththem and my brain thought this up. Hope you like it :)

Shout out to @b3mybunnybaby for the idea of doing a quick one of these three Kings.

Not my Gifs but idk who they belong to because they were in my camera roll so just let me know if it's yours and I'll give credit.

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The guys left around noon to go handle some business. Once you found out they would be gone for the whole day you were actually happy this time because you were finally going on a date with this guy you've been talking to, Luis and the guys don't know about him and you didn't want them to. At least not yet, you want to see how the date goes and then if you see a future you'll prepare him.

You go to the mall and buy a red lace top, a pair of black jeans that made your ass look great and a pair of black heels but not to much heel because you didn't want to be taller than him.

Around six Luis text you that he's coming to get you and he has a few places he wants to take you. He picks you up and drive you to the boardwalk, you guys do nothing but laugh. You guys get some sweets and eat as you walk on the beach, as the sun sets.

Once it's dark it starts getting cold so you guys go back to his car and sit there and talk because neither of you wanted the night to end. Your stomach growled about an hour an a half after being in the car so you guys decide to head back and grab something to eat but when he takes you to a taco place by your place everything goes south.

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When you were driving away Rio was pulling up but he didn't think about the car that was driving away from him as he turned onto the street. Rio and two other Santos get out and head inside.

Once Rio gets to the door he unlocks it and they walk in; he calls out for you but nothing. He goes looking for you but can't find you so he calls you.

"She's not answering." Rio says pulling the phone away from his ear, confused because you had a special ring tone for him, Spooky and Sadeyes so you wouldn't miss their calls.

"Maybe we should call Spooky." One of the Santos suggest but Rio's quick to cut that idea.

"No. I got it." He says, sending you a few text messages.

♡♡♡♡

About an hour of you not answering Sadeyes shows up at the house since no Santos were at Spookys. Once Sadeyes walks in he nods at the Santos and sees how tense Rio is so he asks

"What's up."

"Y/Ns not here and she's not answering her phone." Rio says.

Sadeyes frowns his eyebrows, confused and pulls his phone out to see if you'd answer him. Once you didn't and Rio showed him how many times he called and texted you Sadeyes says "We need to tell Spooky."

Rio growls, irritated and sucks he teeth but doesn't argue.

Sadeyes told the Santos at the house to spread the word that they need to keep an eye out for you and call if they find you. Around 10 Spooky shows up at Rio's.

"You guys ok? They said you needed me here. Y/N ok?" Spooky ask once he walks in.

"We can't find her." Rio says after Sadeyes and him exchanged a look.

"What do you mean you can't find her?" Spooky ask, confused and worried. "She was here when you left. No?"

"No she was but when I got back-"

"What time? What time did you get back?" Spooky ask interrupting Rio.

"Around six thirty." Rio says.

Spooky turns around, trying to calm down and think of where you could of gone.

"We call and texted, nothing. So I sent Rocko and Jr to tell the others to keep an eye out." Sadeyes says

Spooky nods and pulls his phone out.

It can't hurt to give you a call and see if you'll answer, he thinks.

Voicemail. At least it's on, he thinks.

As he's pulling the phone away from his ear Cesar walks in and the Santos look at him.

"What are you doing here?" Spooky ask

"Joker said your looking for Y/N. Me and Monse saw her at that taco shop down the street."

The Santos look at each other and head out the door, to the famous red Impala and to you.

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Your sitting there in one of the four booths in the taco shop, laughing and talking to Luis that you didn't notice the famous red Impala pull up and you didn't notice the guys walk in right away.

But once you see them your face drops. Luis looks behind him to see what your looking at and his eyes go wide with fear for a few seconds.

Makes sense since Luis is almost 5'8 and Sadeyes is 6'3, even when he's was sitting down he's still tall. Spooky is 6'1 and has a scary ass face when he wants to and Rio is 6'1 , they all had the Santo tattoo and some others. They were definitely intimidating if you didn't know them how you knew them.

Spooky silently tells you to move over and you do after rolling your eyes. Sadeyes stands next to Spooky, staring at Luis.

Rio stands at the end of the table staring at Luis and honestly he was more intimidating now because he had some cuts on his face, that you would clean later.

"Why didn't you answer your phone?" Rio ask you looking at you.

"Must of died." You seethe

Rio licks his lips and looks at Luis.

Spooky calmly says "Your the reason we were worried. The reason the whole block was looking for her."

You look at Spooky like he's unbelievable but you know you're lucky there weren't posters of you up on phone polls.

"You need to leave." Rio says happily but also deadly.

Luis looks at you and you give him a small lip tight smile and he gets out of the booth and is followed out by Sadeyes and Rio.

Once Luis leaves the parking lot you turn to Spooky and saying "Move."

He stare at you for to long so you stand up and step over the table then over the booth and storm out the taco shop, him hot on your tail.

"I ain't done!" Spooky says

You ignore him and March to the Impala. You know they won't let you walk, they would pick you up and put you in the car if they had to so you pull up the seat and climb in the back, pulling the front seat down you sit right behind the passenger seat, up against the window and wait for them to get in.

Sadeyes gets in, sitting up front, Rio gets in the back but thankfully doesn't move towards you, just looks at you, Spooky gets in after putting the seat down and starts driving.

It's quite till Rio looks at you and breaks it by asking

"You serious?"

You turn your head and look him up and down, pissed then say

"Yes. You guys never let me do anything that a normal girl does."

"Your not a normal girl Y/N." Oscar says

"Your special, and not just to us. Everyone sees it. That's why girls hate you and why we keep guys away." Sadeyes states

You scoff at that comment before saying "But it's not fair! I want a man to love me, and have a family one day and I can't get that if I don't go on dates."

It's quite for the rest of the drive. The guys thinking about what you said till Spooky pulls up to the house you and Rio share. Since your in the back you can't get out till Sadeyes moves so you sit there, waiting for someone to say something.

"You know we love you. Right?" Spooky says breaking the silence.

"Yeah." You quietly say, looking down at your hands.

Spooky turns in his seat and looks at you. So does Sadeyes.

"You don't see what we see Y/N/N." Sadeyes says

"The guys that be looking at you and trying to get you ain't shit and we know that. That's why we scare them off." Sadeyes says.

"You don't know Luis though." You quietly say

The boys look at each other then Spooky says "Your right."

You look up at him and he continues "We don't know him- but we.... just-"

"We want you Happy. We do but you gotta understand that you don't see or hear what we see and hear. These foos around here really ain't shit." Rio says

"We're just looking out for ya." Sadeyes says

You look at them and think for a moment then say "Will you guys at least try to talk to Luis before you blow him off?"

"I ain't blowin that foo." Spooky says.

"I ain't blowin him." Sadeyes says.

"The fuck." Rio says.

Was their responses which made you smile.

"We'll think about it." Spooky says which means yes because they can never say no to the Princess.

A/N: I wrote this last night. It took me like an hour, I think but I'm actually surprised at how much I like this. I hope you enjoyed :)

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[tennessoui]

I wish you would write a fic where Anakin applies to be on a Hot New Dating Show™️ (but it’s exactly the same format as every other dating show out there) but he comes in as a ‘late arrival’, as in just there to stir shit up for the already existing couples. One of which Obi-Wan is a part of. He’s already been on the show for a few weeks and has been (relatively) pleased about dating Satine, but Anakin tilts the world on its axis.

Because Anakin’s purpose is to twist everything round, he is asked by the producers to take one of the contestants on a date, and he chooses Obi-Wan.

omg first of all hi yes im still answering these thank you so much for your patience i love this idea <3

they've chosen the hottest dude to be the late arrival and another contestant is jealous about losing the attention of his girl to anakin the second he comes into view during the afternoon pool party

(anakin's wearing nice sunglasses pushed back in his hair and dark purple swim trunks and he's got a beautiful tattoo of a jellyfish from right pec down to his waistline, and he's got this grin, all pink lips and white flashing teeth and of course half the people are gonna start drooling over him)

so this guy starts a rumor that the twist of this dating show is that Anakin is the Femme Fatale character, and anyone who he convinces to pair with him at the end of each week loses out on some of their money (? idk how dating shows work tbh maybe in this one they all get like 5k and do certain competitions amid dates and drama in order to win more money)

but so there's this rumor that anakin's going to make you lose money if you date him and no one can see how much money they have so no one can see if it's true, but it's hard to remember, especially as the afternoon turns to evening and anakin's sauntering around the pool introducing himself to everyone and throwing out sweetheart's and baby's and 'it's real good to meet you's

and he asks this one girl where she got the fancy drink and she gestures over to the 'married couples area' and anakin's like 'married?' and she's like 'no no that's just what we call the people who've already sort of 'settled down' in dating someone else during the free time dates. obi-wan made this. he's the redhead.'

in about a minute, anakin decides she must be blind if she's describing obi-wan as simple as 'the redhead' because he gets close enough to the bar for obi-wan to look at him and he's got the prettiest blue-gray-is that green too? eyes, and his beard is neatly trimmed around his face and he's been talking to a blonde woman that raises one unimpressed eyebrow at anakin, but anakin doesn't even look at her much because this obi-wan is....quite something else.

'heard you can make a mean drink?' he asks, propping his chin up on his fist and making eyes at obi-wan from across the bar.

'depends on what you want.' obi-wan responds in an amazing accent, matching his pose as if he can't even help it

'right now i'm craving sex on the beach' (with a wink)

'you're missing an article, love,' he's told, but obi-wan is grinning, probably because that's the worst pick up line in the history of forever

'am i?' anakin asks with a wink

(but anyway angst in that obi-wan can't tell if he should believe the rumor or believe anakin because it's all for money and money makes people do stupid shit. and they eventually have a dating show dramatic fight about it and anakin catches his hands in his and he's like 'baby you've got it all wrong, it's love that makes people do stupid shit' and then he kisses him)

send me an ask that completes the sentence 'i wish you would write a fic where......' and then apparently wait for a bit :<

#asks #thank you for this it was really fun!!! #i can imagine like #the showrunners are like 'omg kyle has given us more drama than we ever could write' #because now no one knows if they should trust anakin but anakin is so charismatic and likeable and charming #just this perfect mix of shy and inept and competent and respectful #the worst part about him is that he's completely and totally dedicated to spending as much time around obi-wan as possible #thats less charming #the showrunners have to start trying to keep them apart #by setting anakin up on blind dates with a redhead (who he thinks is obi-wan and turns out to be like some other person) #(he pouts the whole date) #(memes are made of the minute of tv where anakin is getting dressed and primping and checking his hair in the car #and then he gets out and goes into the empty restaurant and hes made to turn around until his date is seated #and he turns around and it's Not Obi-Wan #and he just goes 'oh. :( ' #so many memes)

[justwonder113]

Midnight adventures

Matsukawa Issei x f.reader

WARNING: Angst to fluff, Slowburn, friends to lovers, mutual pining, kinda long and decent amount of cursing cuz I have no shame. Both reader and Matsun are kind of dumb.

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You loved him, you really did, even though he sometimes drove you out of your mind and made you want to bash his head against the wall. And he knew that. He knew what kind of effect he had on you and he was amused by it.  He knew just to push the right buttons, he knew how to rile you up.

You were like an open book to him, so of course he knew you had a crush on him from the start, and you knew that he was aware of your feelings. At first, you were reluctant and refused to admit having the slightest feelings for him, but after some time you accepted the fact and realized that at some point you made your feelings seem obvious. Well, he was your first actual crush, and you were inexperienced.

Your friends would also tease you a lot and at some point, they locked you two together so you could finally confess. It was after their match against shiratorizawa in the third year. That was the day you had your first kiss with him, honestly, you didn't know what happened that night, one moment you were arguing with him because he wanted to leave the team, you were basically yelling how amazing player and teammate he was and the next second you were kissing each other. You expected that after he would confess to you, but he never did. He acted with you like the kiss never happened and that really broke you.

Maybe that is why after all these years you decided to move away, both literally and emotionally. You spent all your high school years waiting for him, waiting for him to make a move, but before you knew it you graduated. You finished school not even holding hands with another boy because you thought he felt the same, you thought that maybe you could be together? But now you realized that it was all load of bullshit. Why did you have to go so far for a person who didn't care about you that much? Why did you have to hold back when he never said no to all the attention he got from girls? You knew that they meant nothing to him and that he only saw them as one-time flings but it still really hurt you. Did you even mean something to him?

You felt mad at yourself, you wasted all these years swooning over someone who didn't return your feelings. But the thing that angered you the most was that you still weren't over him. Your heart would still flutter like crazy whenever you saw him and as much as you hated it he looked better and better every time.  You also hated the fact that you couldn't blame him for all this pain, you couldn't tell that you were heartbroken because he didn't love you, that wasn't much of a reason. You were the silly one here. Why were you even surprised? He knew you for years as friends. He probably only saw you as a friend and considered the kiss as a mistake.

To be honest, he never did anything wrong, he always treated you warmly, and with respect, he liked to piss you off but he never really crossed the line, you couldn't blame him for not loving you. You guys kissed like one time, he probably regretted it and didn't want to hurt your feelings that's why he never brought it up after that. He gave you space. He didn't tell you in your face that he didn't return your feelings, he never broke your heart, you were just the silly one, clinging tightly to that miserable string of hope. You were the weak one for falling for him. It would have been better if he screwed up, if he told you that he could never look at you romantically, maybe it would make you feel a little better, your heart would break but you would get over it? But no destiny said that he had to be perfect.

When you moved away to University you promised yourself that you would start everything from the fresh page, you would work on yourself and no longer be that helpless girl who couldn't even get over her crush. You spent months working on your self-confidence and other issues, you spent countless time getting yourself into shape. Let's say you worked on yourself pretty hard. And it paid off, you had finished university and were about to start your dream job, you had gotten an offer many would dream of, you did everything you wanted, you even got in a few relationships, you should have been satisfied right? Then why didn't feel so? Why was there a feeling of emptiness inside your soul and why was no one able to fill it? It made you furious, after all these years, how could you not move on? Why did you Think about Matsukawa when you kissed other men? Why did you keep comparing everyone to him? What did he even do to deserve a permanent place in your heart? Your heart still kept beating like crazy and it's been what? years? you were in your twenties already, you needed to move on!

You were back in the city to celebrate your friends' victory over his rivals. Oikawa being the flashy person he is decided to throw the biggest party possible and now here you were. You knew you would meet him here, he was his friend as much as you after all, but you didn't expect it to hurt this much. As you said time really had done its job on him, he looked more mature now, he was slightly taller and definitely more muscular, he decided to grow his hair too, you always knew that he would look amazing with slightly longer hair, he had also gotten a few tattoos that were seen through his rolled-up black shirt. Man, did it suit him, the shirt was a bit tight fit and it really complimented his muscular form. The tattoos looked amazing on him and were these rings he was wearing? And piercings! And he had his nails painted black, Really life? He looked like your dream man, thank you very much for nothing!

You knew you would run into him today and you tried to look your best, you knew it was silly but you felt like showing off, but after seeing him you felt kind of self-conscious. You wondered if your dress was a good choice, you chose it as it hugged your curves perfectly and really complimented them but now you were wondering if it was too much. Was your hair alright? You hoped it didn't get frizzy. Oh god, why was everyone staring at you? Your lipstick didn't smudge, right? Even though you were having a war inside your head it simply washed away in an instant as you saw the face of your best friend who was grinning like crazy. You quickly headed to her and engulfed them in a tight hug. God, you missed themso much! You felt lucky just by having them in your life, and they really helped you get through with your issues,they were with you every step of the way and you couldn't be more thankful. If it wasn't for them and your friends you doubted you would be standing here right now. Even though you still felt self-conscious sometimes like now overall you were a pretty confident person who radiated power. Even when you felt weak you managed to look powerful. Maybe this was your resting bitch face? You didn't know. You felt thankful that he didn't notice you he was too busy talking with some woman, typical.

"I missed you so much! Can't believe I'm seeing you after all this time. I really missed you all. And meeting on an occasion like this we just have to celebrate our reunion, I knew Oikawa would beat their asses someday," you grinned proudly. "Okay, I'm getting carried away, I really missed you tho. We have to catch on, let's ditch your them later and have some fun!" You ranted as you occasionally squeezed your best friend who kept chuckling.

"Now now Y/N-chan, you just came back don't go stealing my friends from me!" Oikawa came out of nowhere and snatched your best friend away from you, you pouted but chuckled in the end.

"Can't make promises Flattykawa. And in my defense, I knew them longer." You teased and made a face at him, Oikawa fake gasped and clutched his heart a smile never leaving his face. You missed this idiot and his dramatic shenanigans so bad.

"Again with a nickname! Y/F/N-chan she's being mean!" Your friend only chuckled at Oikawa's childlike behavior and patted his hand.

"She has a point tho." Your friend teased along.

"Betrayed by you too! What else should I expect today?" He whined, you only chuckled and opened your arms.

"I really missed you, you dork! I'm really proud of you," you said sweetly, Oikawa immediately hugged you, you smiled at the familiar warmth, Oikawa has been like an annoying brother to you, you weren't used to not hearing his constant whining and antics even after all these years living apart from them.

"I really missed you too! Nothing's the same without you!" You smiled at Oikawa's warm comment. You were glad they missed you the same way you missed them. You really tried to visit as frequently as you could but it was hard when all of you were covered in work. Out of all third years, Hanamaki and Matsukawa stayed in Japan, you and others left the country for Universities. You felt really emotional, it had been such a long time without them...

"Look at her, hugging Oikawa and Y/f/n-chan first, don't mind me I'm just gonna stand here until you decide to acknowledge me. I thought we had something special Y/n, you're breaking my heart here." You heard a deep voice behind you, you smiled and turned back smirking.

"I would say she has her priorities set right? I mean it's me you are talking about,"Oikawa boasted, Your friend giggled.

"Missed you too Hiro," you grinned as you playfully hit his shoulder then hugged him. It was good to be home.

"Where's my grizzly bear?"  You asked as you searched the crowd for the angry spiky head.

"He's at the bar probably, Oikawa managed to talk his ears out already, he left a minute ago saying "I'm not drunk enough for this shit!" I'm sure he will be happy to see you." Makki smiled and wrapped his hand around your shoulder you smiled and leaned in on his touch. You had missed this so much!

You spent most of the evening chatting with people and having a nice time. Oikawa for sure knew how to throw a party, you even danced with some charming men. You felt uneasy tho, you and Matsukawa made eye contact a few times but none of you even moved to say something, you just smiled at each other awkwardly. Over the night you noticed how many girls approached him, well it wasn't surprising, he was a good looking young man, but you couldn't help but feel a tinge of annoyance on the inside. In the end, you tried your best to be your charming self. You talked to many different men and even danced with more of them, moving your hips passionately along the music. But you felt bored in the end. None of them were interesting, they didn't have a fire you wanted. How long were you going to be like this? Wasn't there someone who could I don't know sweep you off your feet?

Suddenly you felt overwhelmed, the alcohol was starting to kick in and you swayed your hips with a bit more passion, your best friend was next to you, Oikawa had left you two alone to have your time.

"You haven't talked to him right?" As always, Your friend guessed what was bothering you in a second.

"No, and I'm not planning on doing so. If he didn't think I were at least a little bit important than the girls he was talking to then I'm not going to interfere. I have self-respect. He didn't even bother to say hi." You rolled your eyes and chugged another shot, the alcohol mildly burned your throat but you were used to the feeling. You just felt like dancing and maybe even washing your worries away. You wanted to have fun, and you had a reason too, your friend won a gold medal and defeated his rivals! You decided to go and do another shot, getting near the bar, you noticed a familiar spiky head, you smiled and got closer finally sitting next to the buff man.

"Is this seat taken handsome?" You asked seductively, Iwaizumi's shoulders tensed for a second but he relaxed as soon as he saw your grinning face.

"Y/N!" He greeted you with a smile and got up, you were quick to wrap your hand around him.

"Good to see you, daddy." You grinned teasingly, Iwaizumi flushed immediately. You had a habit of teasing him, you often called him daddy because of his aggressive yes, but caring demeanor, and you really enjoyed it when he got flustered. Truth be told you were probably the only person who got away with teasing him without getting punched or kicked.

"God, when will you stop with the dumb nickname? People are going to get a very wrong idea, it's embarrassing," he grumbled and pointed to the bartender by his eyes, who was looking at you from time to time sneakily, he heard you and was shocked, you smirked and gave him a wink, making the boy blush harder. You smiled, as you eyed the boy he was definitely cute.

"I will stop when you won't have an adorable reaction like this," you teased, Iwaizumi only scoffed, but he didn't look mad.

"It's awfully early for you to start drinking, did Oikawa really talk your ears out?" You chuckled, Iwaizumi scoffed again but he looked amused.

"Unfortunately for me yes, I swear to God he never stops talking." You chuckled, it was such an Oikawa thing to do.

"Yeah, I'm glad Oikawa won, I'm sorry for your team but he did work really hard for it and really deserved it." You smiled fondly after noticing Oikawa dancing with your best friend over some cheezy song which probably he had chosen.

"Yeah, I'm glad too. You should have seen him tho, the all smug Oikawa crying nonstop like a baby after he realized he had won, well of course after they left the court, he was like Iwa-chan I did it!" Iwaizumi mimicked Oikawa's crying voice, you giggled. It sounded like Oikawa, "Don't laugh, who do you think had to stop him from crying? "Iwaizumi shuddered as you had a hard time holding your laughter. You had such a good time, you didn't even notice a pair of dark brown eyes observing your giggling form.

"Now all I can see is Oikawa clinging to you like a koala and crying his eyes out."  Iwaizumi only looked at you with an unamused face, making you raise your hands in defeat, the deadly aura didn't go unnoticed by you. Iwaizumi rarely lost his cool around you, but it didn't mean you were immune to his rage. "I'm only kidding, Iwa baby, please don't get mad at me." You lightly pouted as you made puppy dog eyes at him, he only sighed and took another sip from his drink, you smiled and ordered a drink, you visibly relaxed, you didn't feel on edge anymore.

You talked for a while, but unfortunately for you, Iwaizumi had to leave, apparently drunk Oikawa was somewhere causing some trouble. You found it suspicious that was too much even for Oikawa but you didn't question it. Iwaiizumi only grumbled in annoyance and left, being used to all this stuff. You, on the other hand, Made small talk with the cute bartender, he was really good looking and surprisingly very charming and smooth. You were quite drunk already and you were feeling needy, so now here you were making out with him in some empty hallway. He was a good kisser, but you still didn't feel any spark. You wanted to feel the same tingling sensation as the one you felt when you had your first kiss with Issei. The situation was not at all romantic as you said, Oikawa and others locked you in the lockers, to make up after you had a little fight. You bickered at each other for a while, well it was you who was really arguing, you were really mad at him because he was bringing himself down and planned on leaving the team, and you were trying to get to his scull how amazing he actually was and soon your lips were against each other and it felt like the most magical feeling in the whole world. You had never felt anything like that when you kissed others and today was no exception, unfortunately for you. You tried to take the lead in the kiss maybe to make it feel more enjoyable for you but before you could even try, a hand made the man separate from you. You opened your eyes to see Issei, who didn't have a very pleased expression.

"I have business with Y/N, so I don't know, get lost?" Issei said without any emotion. You looked at him dumbfounded. He didn't even bother saying hi earlier, what business would he have with you? The boy, Souma was it? Looked at you two before speaking.

"Dude what the hell we were busy!" He groaned as he glared at Issei, who didn't seem really fazed.

"Do I really look like I care?" Matsukawa asked plainly, You took the chance to straighten up.

"Listen here you little..." Souma stopped before he would go on, as he felt chills run down his spine under Matsukawa's cold glare. You sighed and straightened up.

"I guess it's pretty important, I will contact you later ok?" You asked sweetly, but you both knew you weren't going to contact him. You didn't even have his number and you hadn't given him yours. Souma grumbled and left leaving you with Issei.

As soon as he left you were quick to smack Issei's arm. "Dude, what the fuck?" He only looked at you, grabbed your arm, and led you through the hallway. "What's with the cockblocking? He didn't seem too bad."

"I didn't like him." He said like it was the most obvious thing. It made you feel mad.

"Oh sorry, next time I will choose someone you might like, for future references what type of boys are you into?" You snarled lightly. You wanted to break free from his grasp but it was too strong. Soon your back made contact with the cold wall, and you were caged between Issei's strong arms. You tried to protest but before you could even say a word his lips were on you. You didn't know how to act, your whole body went stiff but after a second you felt your body relaxing.

"God, you're beautiful." He said as he kissed you again, his big hands snaking around your waist. You were speechless, you didn't really realize what was going on. But your body felt like it was on fire. His lips kept brushing against yours just perfectly, your skin was burning hot under his touch. Your heart was beating like crazy, you only managed to whimper against him and he took this as a chance to deepen the kiss. You tried to keep up but it was physically impossible. His kiss was deep and passionate, kind of possessive too. You could feel all his lust through it. You moaned lightly, unable to control yourself. You put your hands on his chest, you could even feel his strong yet fast heartbeat, you pushed lightly, Issei took the hint and leaned back. He stared at you, admiring your beautiful form, you looked so pretty all flustered and breathless, he had wanted to do this for such a long time, for the whole night you had basically been teasing him and his patience was running thin.

"What came over you. I..." You didn't know what to say, you were so confused.

"Do you remember our random sneak outs in highschool?" How could you forget, you just lived for the tiny adventures you, Makki and he used to have at three am. Sometimes when Hiro didn't feel like coming, you would go with him instead. Eating ice cream or random junk food at three am on your special spot, you lived for it. Sometimes you didn't even talk for a whole night but still felt so comfortable. Your chest tightened again at the memory. But why bring it up now? This didn't explain all the raging questions you had.

You nodded your head quietly, looking at him through glossy eyes. "I do. Why?" Your voice was so weak it made you cringe. You didn't know, what was this about? Why bring it up now.

"Would you go on an adventure with me? I know it's Oikawa's special day, but Y/N I... We both know that we need to talk." You looked up at him with wide eyes, you had never seen him like this, he looked so serious and desperate too? Despite feeling all furious and all you nodded and let him lead you through the crowd and to his car.

"I will text him, he might get worried. But what should I say? Where are we even going? We're in Tokyo, don't tell me we're going to Miyagi!" You asked as you sat down in his car, you were confused, all this stuff was confusing you.

"No, I don't plan to take you to Miyagi, I was thinking of ordering a shit ton of junk food via drive-in and then taking you to the place I found earlier. Don't worry I'm sure you will like it." Issei assured you as he got in his car, started the engine, and started driving.

"Are you really trying to get on my good side via food? I'm really mad it's not going to be that easy." You furrowed your eyebrows, Issei huffed a laugh.

"Maybe I am? We both know that you will sell your soul to satan for a bag of doritos! If I keep your mouth busy while I tell you something at least I won't have to worry about you biting my head off," Issei pointed out like it was the most obvious argument while smirking proudly, you scoffed.

"I will hit you so hard after you stop the car, I'm not doing it now because I value my life. And besides, it's not about whether or not I will like the place. It can be next to a strip bar or some abandoned place, what's important is that you will say and you know that." You said as a matter of fact and turned away from him, looking through the window.

"I know." He sighed after a second, the atmosphere was heavy, opposite of what you were used to. You started liking Mattsun because things were easy with him and that it was full adventures, but now... You had to calculate everything you said, how you moved, how you looked at him, and stuff. When did it become so painful to be in the same space as him? And the stuff he wanted to tell you terrified you. What if he admitted that he never saw you seriously? That he only felt desire for you at some doing and nothing else. You didn't even know what made him act up today, did he have at least the slightest feelings for you or did he just found desirable in that tight dress? Maybe he just didn't like the face another man tried to take you away. Either way, anxiety was eating you from the inside. Your heart kept beating rapidly and your fingers actually hurt from playing too hard with them.

You were so lost in your thoughts you didn't even notice how he ordered and got the food. You only came back to reality only when he opened your door gently took your hand in his big one. "We're here." He helped you get out of it. The cold air immediately hit you, making you shiver slightly. "Here take this." He said as he put his jacket on your shoulders, it was so big you were basically swimming in it but on the contrary, it was really warm and soft and it smelled like him! Just perfect, you immediately snuggled in. Mattsun then took the food package from the backseat. He quickly locked the car and led you through again. You were now in front of a big clearly abandoned building, you hesitated for a second and tightened your grip around his hand, Issei looked at you, carefully examining your face."Are you feeling scared? I promise it's a safe place, I have been here. You still like exploring weird buildings like this right?" He teased lightly, squeezing back your hand. You only pouted.

"I do like exploring buildings like this, but when I said abandoned building I was joking you know that right? I like these kinds of places but not in dresses like this and especially not in high heels. I like being prepared to run from my life if there's a huge creep or some sort of monster, I don't know! And I haven't done something like that for such a long time, and we're not in Miyagi too, everything's new here!" You said as a matter of fact while playing with your hair, Issei only chuckled. You felt nervous. Before you could even comprehend what was happening Issei had already picked you over his shoulder. You felt like a sack of potatoes.

"Oh my god, Matsun what are you doing? Put me down!" You tried squirming away at the same time you clutched his shirt too afraid to fall. He started laughing, you felt vibrations through his back, you couldn't help but smile, you liked when he laughed.

"No way, I like carrying you and I have the best view too so no way princess."You could tell he was grinning while looking at your ass and it made you mumble in annoyance. You gasped when he spanked your bottom lightly, you smacked his back in response. "Do you like the view?"

"Shut up!" You whined, which made him chuckle harder. "Put me down, my dress is short!" You started wiggling again, but he had a death grip on you. You could feel the blood rushing to your face and at this point, you were not sure if it was from embarrassment, just having your head low and blood rushing to your head or just anger.

After a minute of him walking and you admiring his ass, he finally put you down. You looked around, the building was empty, there was no furniture and some of the walls were covered in graffiti. Other than that you enjoyed the place, it had a certain vibe to it. You wandered for a second, exploring the room. When you turned around you didn't see him, you walked around and eventually came out on the huge veranda. The sight made you gasp, Issei had laid the blankets on the floor and taken out the food, it looked so cozy! There were some pillows too. It was just like a little picnic, the dim streetlights also shone nicely with some fairy lights there and there and the sight in front of you of the night city was magnificent. Everything looked so simple yet so perfect.

"Okay, stop or I might have to actually marry you." You pointed at everything dramatically, you couldn't contain your smile. Everything looked like the pics you have seen on social media or in the movies. Issei smiled at you softly, you looked so cute all excited like that. His jacket really suited you too, you looked so perfect.

"I knew you would like this. I'm glad you actually agreed to come." He smiled and patted space next to him, you sighed and sat carefully, holding down your dress, it was short at it was you didn't want it to slide up too much.

"You knew I wouldn't refuse such tempting request, didn't you? I always liked our little adventures," you smiled fondly, recalling sweet high school memories.

You spent few minutes in silence watching the city, eating there and there, but it wasn't uncomfortable like before, your anxiety had calmed down a little too. You just sat there and enjoyed the moment. You didn't even notice when he took your hand but you didn't bother to take it back. You wished you could stay like this forever but you also knew it was wrong. You had to ask the question, even if hearing it could destroy you. You both knew that.

"Matsu, why did you kiss me earlier? I'm trying to understand what's going on between us but now I'm especially confused. Why did you do it? I thought you didn't like me," You were talking quietly, but in reality, it was really hard for you to contain your sea of emotions. Issei tightened his grip on your delicate fingers, neither of you bothered to look at each other in the eyes. He took a deep breath and started talking quietly.

"I don't know myself. I thought I had let go of you, I thought I was over you, but when I saw you again all feelings came crashing down on me again. You looked so breathtaking, I fell in love with you all over again. So pretty and all dolled up and this dress. God this dress, hugs you so perfectly on all the places I want to touch, I actually feel jealous of it. I want to rip it off and have you all to myself and never let go. I don't want to let go now that I tasted your lips again." He spoke lowly, his voice was raspy and it sent chills down your spine. " You are the most beautiful person here you know that right? You are probably the most beautiful person in the whole city, I think even in whole Japan or better the world!" Matsun kept going on and on setting your heart ablaze. You were mad, but at the same time, you were so at ease and felt so at comfort. It was like your mind and heart were battling each other and you had no idea which would win.

"I'm still really mad at you." You grumbled against his chest, Issei hummed and wrapped his hands tighter around your waist.

"I know and you have every right to." Issei hummed and pecked your hair, he then grabbed your chin lightly and made you look at him. "I'm really sorry Y/N, all I have been doing is to cause you pain. It was never my intention. I love you, god, I love you so much! I know you will be better without me. You can find so many who are way better than I am and would treat you like you really deserve. And I thought I came around with the fact that I wouldn't be the one to have you in the end. I always knew that. That's why I never made any kind of move on you. When you entered the party you looked like a different person. You were the most beautiful person I have ever met, you looked so confident and comfortable in your own skin and most of all you looked so happy! I didn't want to come to you and ruin it. I felt so proud too, you achieved so many things! God, you don't know how proud I am to even know you!" Matsun kept going on and on, you haven't even heard him talk this much in a row, he was always a man of few words. He looked so desperate too, and the way his voice broke, killed you too. You had known him for years but you still never had seen him like this. Honestly, You had no idea what to do. You wanted to yell at him and comfort him at the same time. You tightened your grip around his hand, your knuckles were starting to whiten but you didn't care. You wanted for him to know you were listening, that you were there.

"Matsun, I..." You tried to start but he interrupted you.

"Please let me finish." The tone of his broken voice immediately made you shut up. "I know it was my own choice to let you go, and I really thought I was fine with that but when I saw you... When I saw you something like snapped in me. I tried to take my mind away, I kept talking to this women to keep my mind off of you, but how can I pay any attention to these peasants when a literal goddess has taken over my heart? And when I saw you kissing that asshole I almost went feral! I would have murdered him if I had a chance. He was touching the one I basically find sacred so disrespectfully, I almost lost my mind. Then I got you to myself I couldn't help but kiss you. Your lips always look so welcoming I couldn't help myself. And I want to do it again and again. I don't ever want to let go. I miss you like crazy! I don't know if I can be apart from you again. I... God, I sound so pathetic, I don't even understand what's happening with me. I covered this place with blankets and stuff you love because I hoped you would come to another adventure with me. Funny thing is that I wasn't even planning on asking, I don't know how we ended up here. I thought I would end up coming here all alone, wallowing myself in self-pity again. I know I don't deserve it, and I know that everything's my fault and my fault only and I would understand if you don't want to have anything to do with me, but could you give me another chance? I don't think I can last any more minute without you. I miss you so much it actually hurts."

Matsukawa looked at you with pleading eyes, and before you could even comprehend what was happening, you were getting in his lap and were kissing him like there was no tomorrow. He was startled for a second, he clearly didn't expect you to have a reaction like this but he wasn't against it at all. In fact, in a second, he was the one taking the lead and deepening the kiss. His hands digging in your hair while you slid yours through his hair. He would have continued doing so before you leaned back and broke the kiss. He looked at you half dazed. You were quick to bring him back to his senses when you harshly smacked his head.

"That hurts!" He complained, which made you more fueled up and now you punched his shoulder.

"That's the point of hitting! I want it to hurt you asshole!" You yelled. "You know you're a huge fucking idiot right? What's with this bullshit about not being worthy to be next to me? If I didn't think your ass was worthy I wouldn't have fallen in love with you! My taste in men may not be that great but I'm not stupid! I appreciate that you're thinking about my happiness or whatever, even though it's totally uncalled for, and thank me for not beating your ass further! But I get to decide what's good for me and what's not. To your surprise genius, that comes to dating too! I get to decide whom I want to date and fall in love with and in this case, it happens to be you, fuck it always has been you! I had some partners but I didn't love any of them, cause your caterpillar brow ass has managed and captured my heart, I always come to compare them to you, and guess what they're not you! God, you can be so stupid for someone who is supposed to be smart! I'm really disappointed Matsun and mad too! I want to beat your ass even further! God, how did you even manage to come up with this bullshit? I swear to god!" You kept grumbling while messing with Issei who looked like he was still in shock, his cheeks were dusted pink and you couldn't help but squeal on the inside from how cute you found it. You made Issei blush! That was an achievement for sure and such an adorable one too! But you couldn't back down now, you felt actually mad that he had such dumb thoughts like this, but on the other hand, you found it very endearing and cute. He was trying to protect you! And by the looks of it, he was hurting just as much as you. But the fact remained the same, he loved you. Your dream came true, he shared the same feelings! You felt so happy, you wanted to kiss his face till your lips fell off.

"You know you don't have to straight ass roast me right?" Issei tried to look offended but he was having a hard time hiding his grin, you smiled and pinched his cheek making him roll his eyes.

"Oh baby, I'm not even started. What did you think I was going to forget everything? And don't be mislead Makki can't even come close to me when it comes to teasing. You're in for a ride sweetheart, teasing is only just begging, maybe if you find a few ways to shut me up, and you know what I mean, I could keep quiet for a while, you could atone for your stupid ass mistakes with many kisses for starters. I don't know Matsu get creative. The point is you're stuck with me and you can't even run from me now you got it? No more bullshit like I don't deserve you and stuff like that," You said as slowly and as seductively as you could having your face close to his and occasionally brushing your lips against his. Still being in his lap gave you the perfect leverage and you just loved the way he was tightly holding your hips, to keep your bodies close. You felt complete after such a long time...

The hurt and all the emotions didn't wash away immediately obviously, you knew that your wounds would take time to heal, but now at least you knew Issei would be next to you through the journey and that was enough. You knew that now, that you had talked things through, maybe yelled from your side but still, you knew that you could overcome many things together. You just needed to voice your thoughts out.

"Wasn't even planning on it baby," he growled while he closed the distance between your lips again making you squeal a little. Yup, you just loved your little midnight adventures.

God, I can't believe I actually wrote over 6500+words. No wonder my eyes hurt like a bitch lol. Anyway, I really hope you will like it. If you have any kind of feedback please notify me. I'll gladly take some healthy criticism. I really want to improve my writing and I promise I will do my best. This is a firts work I have ever published on tumblr and I really hope you will like it^^

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[hoodharlow]

Callin’ Out My Name

AN: Thank you to @nowherebound and @wastelandcth for giving me and hyping me up for this. Ily both.

Reminder this is NOT part of the quarantine AU, this is before Cal and Claudia dated :)

Requested: Kinda by Gemma and Candy 💕💕💕

Warnings: smut 😏😏😏 brief awkward Cal and Claudia over cuties that are dumb and don't become official

Word Count: 3.5k words

Their Target outing wasn’t planned. Calum had seen on Claudia’s snapchat that she was still in town and that she didn’t go to Rosarito with her friends for spring break. So he worked up the courage to ask her what fabric softener she used. A phone call later, consisting mostly of her laughing at how he pronounced ‘Suavitel’, they jokingly agreed to meet in an hour at the Target that’s half way between his house and her place in Long Beach. 

Calum smiled to himself seeing her emerge out of her car in his grey Santa Cruz hoodie. He had let her borrow it when they went to Roscoe’s and she got cold. She joked about how it was now hers and that he's never going to get it back. He didn't mind that. For all he cared she could take all his clothes. He also didn't mind that she sent him a few pictures in just his clothes. 

Claudia grabbed a shopping cart and followed Calum around. They stopped by the grocery aisle first and filled up on some snacks the guys needed for tomorrow. They were going to reshoot the music video for their song ‘Who Do You Love.’since the editor lost the original video. 

The song received mixed reviews. Some people praised The Chainsmokers for working with 5SOS because they’re pretty much an unproblematic group. But people wondered why 5SOS would work with The Chainsmokers since they don’t have the best track record. Even Claudia was surprised the guys worked with them, but she did like the song, especially Calum’s solo. 

After getting Michael’s vegan cheese crackers, they went to the cleaning aisle. Calum grabbed some puppy trash bags for Duke. They went a little further down and reached the detergent and fabric softener. Claudia posed like Will Smith showing off Jada in front of the Suavitel.

“Tada!” She said happily. 

“You’re such a dork.” Calum teased. He grabbed his phone out of his pocket and snapped a picture of her. 

Claudia smiled at him and flipped her hair over her shoulder. She got down to the bottom shelf and dove inside the shelf. The vanilla scented fabric softener was all the way inside the shelf. She used to use the blue one, but recently in the past year it got super waterdown so she just switched to the vanilla one. Her mom uses the yellow one, but she never got the vibe for it. 

Calum was answering a message and when he looked down to Claudia, all he saw was her ass. Her leggings were thin around her ass, making her cheeky panties visible through them. He cleared his throat and tried looking away, but he couldn’t. Him and his left hand were going to have fun when he goes to bed tonight.

She set the gallon-sized bottle in the cart. “Where to next?” She asked him.

“Office supplies?” 

“Oh my god, yes. I need pens.” She nodded enthusiastically. 

She stood on the railing of the bottom basket as Calum pulled the cart. She squealed when he would do a sharp turn, almost knocking her out of the cart.

Calum went to where the journals were while Claudia was getting her pens. When she went back to find him, she saw the good paper she used in stock. She grabbed three packs and followed Calum to the line. 

While she waited in line, she realized that she only had a ten dollar bill. She had left her card and other cash in her purse at him. 

“I’ll be right back. I’m gonna put these back.” Claudia told Calum.

“Why?” He asked, confused. He saw how her face lit up when she was holding her school supplies.

“I only have ten bucks. The pens themselves cost fifteen.” She explained.

“I can buy them for you.”

“Oh my god, no. I can get them later.” 

“It’s fine,” he said, taking her pants and paper. He placed them on the conveyor belt with his groceries. 

“Okay let me just venmo you then.” She said, pulling out her phone from her hoodie. 

“Claudia, they’re just pens and paper.” 

“No, they're the uni-ball 207 Retractable Gel Pen 8-pack and 5-Star college ruled binder paper, Cal.” She explained to him as if that was going to make a difference to him.

“Don’t worry about it.” He said, taking her phone and putting it back in her pocket.

He paid and they were on their way back to their cars. He noticed how she smiled to herself. He placed the things in the back of his car and went back to his side. They both stood awkwardly not wanting their outing to end. 

Claudia stood on her tippy toes and kissed Calum. It took him a second to realize what she was doing, but when he did. He deepened the kiss. He pushed her back against her car and held on to her waist. She moaned into his mouth wanting more of him. 

A siren blared behind them, making them jump. 

“Take it home kids.” the security guard said before rolling away in their gold cart. 

Calum and Claudia giggled. 

“I’ll see you tomorrow?” Calum asked. 

“Yeah, I may or may not have made a chocoflan.” Claudia said, wrapping her arms around him. 

“You’re the best, you know that right?”

“I’ve been told.” 

She got on her tippy toes once more to kiss him, but this time it was a quick peck. After agreeing that he was going to pick her up at seven, she got in her car and drove home.

It felt weird that she was the only one home. Her housemates had gone back home to see their families. Claudia was going to go to Rosarito with her brother and their friend group, but at the last minute she cancelled. Paco was going to go, and she wanted to avoid drama. She knew that after a few cantaritos she was going to say something that she wouldn’t say if she were sober. 

She knew she wasn’t going to miss much. Since they were high school seniors they would go down to Rosarito to party and hang out. One of her friend’s parents owned a beach house so they didn’t worry about going to bars or clubs. They would all just drink there or hang out at the beach. 

She was kinda happy to be home. It gave her a chance to hang out with Calum before he left for New York. 

She still couldn’t believe he bought her pens and paper. And the good brands at that. She didn’t even use them when she was on campus because she knew if she let someone borrow her pens, she’s not going to get them back. So she always carries the BIC ones in her backpack. 

When she got to her room she took off his hoodie and her bralette. She opened up the pen back and sat on her desk chair. She fixed the lighting around her desk, making sure it got her good side. She pulled out her phone and angled herself so Calum got a good shot of her breasts. She used one of the pens to hide her nipple, since the other was covered by her hair. She took a few with other pens and sent them to him, thanking him for the pens and paper. 

She threw her phone and herself into her bed and squealed into her pillow. She knew she was being bold, but she didn’t care. She was just giving him a taste of what he'd be getting if they were an official couple. 

Claudia propped herself against her pillows and let her mind wonder. She played with her breasts a little, squeezing them, gently pulling her nipples. After she teased herself a bit, her hands wandered down her body until they reached her panties. She slipped them off and rubbed herself. 

She imagined Calum was the one touching her. Her mind went back to Valentine’s Day when Calum spent the night. Her fingers imitated the way Calum took her. It felt good, but her fingers couldn’t compare to his. 

She immediately moaned out for him as she got closer to climax. She pulled her fingers out and reached for her vibrator. She set it to the lowest setting and slid her fingers inside once more. She whimpered and cried his name when she came. She increased the speed and rubbed it all over her. her moans and whimpers got louder. 

Once her high faded, she turned off her vibrator and went to sleep.

***

Calum's leg bounced and the tea he drank was not calming him down. He was in the middle of getting himself off when he got Claudia's messages and accidental phone call. The only thing on his mind were her moans and whimpers. That was a lie, he ended up writing a few lines for a song that has been in his mind. So along with her moans and whimpers, the words 'I hear you callin' out my name, I love the sound, I love the taste,' were stuck in his head.

Nonetheless, he couldn't look her in the eye when he picked her up. Nor engage in the small talk. It also didn't help that she wore a sundress with a slit, giving him a good view of her new tattoo. Well he couldn't really decipher it, but he knew she got a new tattoo. The few times he was lucky enough to be in between her thighs, he never saw a tattoo in that area. 

"Is this for me?" She asked, breaking the silence. She pointed at the matcha latte he had also bought. 

"Yeah,"  he nodded. 

"Thanks." she smiled at him. 

Claudia took the drink and sipped it. She sighed and pulled out her phone. She played Tetris, annoyed with Calum. She didn't get it. Yesterday was great and now he was avoiding her. He didn't even mention her pictures. It made her feel slightly embarrassed. Did she cross the line? Did she seem desperate to him? Was she doing too much? Those were questions she needed to be answered, or she was going to go into a downward spiral where she would end up embarrassing herself. 

Calum parked next to Michael's car and got out. He opened the back and grabbed the bags from yesterday. Claudia followed him with a box of White Claws. Everyone shared a look seeing the couple that's not a couple but is a couple showing up together. More because they didn't know Calum was bringing Claudia. 

KayKay pulled Claudia into a hug and guided her to the couch. They made small talk while the guys got ready. 

Claudia watched as the makeup artist flirted with Calum. She felt slightly uncomfortable so she walked out to the bathroom. 

Calum followed her through the mirror and frowned. 

"I'm gonna need you to take off your shirt so I can get your neck and chest." the make-up artist told him. 

He knew that tone and it took everything in him not to roll his eyes. One thing he hated was when people acted unprofessional. It's like they all thought that all bands hooked up with everyone with legs. 

He huffed and took off his t-shirt. 

"Fuck, Claudia got you good." KayKay teased. 

Calum flipped her off, making her laugh. He knew she wasn't wrong. Their little makeout session last night got hot and heavy. He did even notice until he woke up. Luckily with seeing all of his hickies, the makeup artist stopped their flirting and did their job. 

Calum got out to use the bathroom. Outside the bathroom he heard Alex and Drew talking.

"If she showed up with him then maybe they are a thing." Alex reasoned.

"I asked Luke and he said they're not dating." Drew argued back. 

"But they can still be a thing."

"Whatever."

Calum heard their steps fade away. He got out of the stall and washed his hands. He went back to the dressing room and frowned when he found Drew talking to Claudia. He walked over to them and pushed himself in between them. 

"Hi," Claudia smiled at him. She pushed herself onto him and intertwined their fingers together. "Can we go to your car? I think I left my portable charger there."

"Yeah." He nodded. 

He patted Drew's shoulder as they walked past him. He whispered into Ashton's ear that they'll be back in time for him to record. It earned them a chuckle and condom from Ashton. 

Calum watched Claudia climb in the backseat, making him confused. She didn't put anything in the backseat. So he followed suit. 

"Thanks for butting in back there." Claudia said quietly. 

"You're welcome. I overheard him and Alex talk while I was taking a piss. I had to."

"You'd think he'd remember his ex's little cousin." 

"What?" 

"Yeah. He briefly dated my cousin Vanessa back in 2016. She was going to be in the Closer music video and everything. But she dumped him." 

"Shit."

"I know. It's also one of the reasons why I don't like them." She giggled. 

Claudia felt Calum's eyes on her so she not so subtly stretched her legs, showing off her tattoo and the lack of panties. 

"When did you get your tattoo?" He asked. 

"Oh, this?" She answered, feigning innocence. She opened the slit more and jutted her hips to him, so she basically straddled his leg. "A few days after Valentine's Day."

"May I?"

"Go for it."

Calum traced her tattoo with his index finger. It was a simple tattoo of the sun and moon with arrows and stars vertically aligned. But on her it was breathtaking. 

Claudia sat on his thigh and wrapped her arms around him. She pulled him into a kiss. They kissed slowly as if Calum wasn't supposed to be out on set in twenty minutes. She pushed him back into the door and motioned him to take off his shirt. 

Calum hesitated. This not where he wanted them to have sex for the first time. It was going to be her first time and he didn't want her to think back to this time and cringe. 

"We're not having sex." He said, gently pushing her away. 

"Okay." Claudia scoffed.

She laughed nervously. She adjusted the strap of her dress. She climbed off his lap, frustrated. She felt rejected. She wasn't planning on having sex with him and the fact that he thought of it and pushed her away, made her feel embarrassed. 

"I'm going back to the dressing room." she said. She got out of the car and slammed the door shut. 

"Wait, Claudia." Calum called after her, but the director called him and the rest. 

He just hoped that he didn't fuck up his chance with her. 

***

"We're going." Ashton yelled to Calum. 

After filming the music video, the guys, KayKay and Claudia all went back to Calum's house for a barbecue. Calum knew he fucked up when Claudia asked Ashton to ride with him while she went with KayKay. The whole time they avoided each other until now where it was just the two of them and Duke. 

When Calum came back he found Claudia in the kitchen washing dishes. 

"I can wash them." He said getting her attention. 

"It's fine, I just have a few left." She said, not turning back to him. 

Calum grabbed a towel and dried the dishes. Five minutes later they finished. 

"I'm going to order an Uber." She said softly. 

"I can give you a ride home."

"Why did you say that we weren't going to have sex?" She asked him, ignoring his offer. "I felt so humiliated."

"I didn't want your first time in the back seat of my car." 

"Well it's not your place to decide. It's mine. For the record I was just gonna give you a blowjob." Claudia stomped away to the living room to get her portable charger. 

Calum followed her, frowning. "I kinda have a say where I have sex too. You're not fucking yourself. Well last night you were, but in the car—"

"How did you know what I was doing last night?"

"You buttdailed me."

"Oh god," 

Claudia squatted down, embarrassed, and covered her face. She cried. She couldn't do anything right with Calum. For once she wants her almost sex encounters with him not end with her crying. He sat down next to her and wrapped his arm around her. She buried her face into his chest as she cried. 

"If it makes you feel better, it was pretty hot. Especially after seeing those pictures." he said, not sure how to stop her from crying. 

Claudia stopped crying. She pulled away and looked at him. "Really?"

"Honest. That's why I was so nervous when I picked you up."

"That's nice to hear." She said quietly, earning a chuckle from him.

Calum laid down and pulled Claudia next to him. They laid together in silence, enjoying each other's presence. She wedged her leg between his and draped her arm over his tummy. He gently rubbed her thigh, slowly inching his hand to where she wanted him. He slid his hand back to her knee. He did it once more, but this time she pushed his hand higher up. 

"Please," Claudia begged. She opened up legs, giving him enough room to do what he wanted. 

Calum picked her up and carried her to the couch. He sat down and pulled her to his lap. He spread their legs so his hand could have better access to her. He groaned, feeling how ready she was for him. 

"Forgot you weren't wearing panties." he said. 

"I was going to wear a lace teddy, but this dress was backless." she explained. 

"I'm not complaining."

Calum kissed her shoulder, pushing down the thin straps down her shoulders. He did the same to the other and toyed with her breasts through her dress. His pants tightened, hearing her moan. He continued touching her, making her whine whenever he briefly touched her core. 

"All day, I thought about slipping my fingers in you whilst you sat on my lap." Calum whispered. His hand once more made its way up to her core. "No one would notice my fingers—"

Claudia gasped feeling his ring and middle finger inside of her. 

"Inside of you."

She clung to the blue and gold sleeve of his jacket. After they filmed the music video, they left in their clothes. Claudia didn't mind. To her he looked like a prince. 

Calum pressed his thumb to her clit and sped up his fingers. Claudia whined and placed her head on his shoulder. But he gently held her up by her neck. 

"Eyes on me, pretty girl." He said. 

“Shit—Calum!” She whimpered. 

She gripped his hand as she came. Once her high faded, Calum let go and let her lean into him. He slipped his fingers out of her and licked them clean, moaning at how delicious she tasted. 

After a few minutes, Claudia got off his lap and got down on the floor to her knees. She took advantage that Calum was spread out and situated herself in between his legs. She tied her hair into a bun and leaned forward. She tugged his shirt, so he could take a hint. 

He shedded off his jacket and shirt. "You don't have to do this, you know."

"I know."

Claudia pushed down the top part of her dress, exposing her breasts to him. She leaned forward and tugged his belt open. She popped the buttons of his pants, pulling them down along with his boxers. She licked her hand before slowly jerking him off. She kissed his tip and slipped him as far she could take him. 

Her eyes never left Calum’s as she took him deeper in her mouth. He cursed loudly, encouraging her to keep going. His stomach began to contract, letting Claudia know that he was close. Slowly, she pulled him out of her mouth until only his tip rested on her tongue. She widened her eyes, making her look more innocent as she stroked him. She took him back in her mouth, bobbing her head, just as he began to come. When finished, she sat back on her knees and closed her eyes. She felt Calum’s hand on her cheek. His thumb slowly ran over her bottom lip. 

"You know, you're the only one who makes me cum. Especially when you use that ungodly mouth of yours." He panted. 

His eyes widened, he had come to a realization. He pulled up his pants and quickly went to his piano. He opened his journal and jotted down 'you're the only one who makes me, every time we' on the page where he wrote a few lines yesterday. At the top of the page he wrote 'WILDFLOWER' in capital letters and underlined the word three times as a way for him to remember that's the title. 

He looked back at Claudia and found her sleeping covered in his jacket. He smiled to himself. People find their muses, but he found his wildflower.

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[marsbutterfly]

Skyfall

Summary: When you are hired to kill the most dangerous mafia boss, things get a little complicated.

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“This is the end

Hold your breath and count to ten

Feel the Earth move and then

Hear my heart burst again”

7:34pm

The clock on your wrist tics quietly but in the silent room, it nearly sounds like bombs being dropped from above. Not a word is exchanged between you and the man sitting across the room but you know exactly what he wants.

In his hand rests a dark colored suitcase, you can barely tell until the light hits his belt ever so gently but you finally see the gun he’s been carrying.

You take a deep breath, getting up for your seat. The sound of your heels clicking on the floor fills the atmosphere as you walk towards him, the smirk on his lips is undeniable and you don’t understand what he has to be smiling about.

He stands up a second after you and walks in your direction, bumping against you and dropping his suitcase and the papers in his hand. In response, you throw on the floor the suitcase you once held. 

The man apologizes profoundly as you help him collect the papers on the floor. You say over and over that it is ok, while all the curious eyes in the room land on you. As you stand up, you hand him the suitcase you once had in your hand and he nods, thanking you for the help and apologizing one last time.

You begin to make your way back to your car, the smirk on his lips still engraved in your brain as a chill travels down your spine. “Why was he smiling?” You ask yourself not wanting to admit it but you are a bit scared of knowing the answer.

Though once you open the suitcase, you understand why. Inside, rests the pictures and information of your next target, the millionaire leader of an enemy gang. Though you don’t enjoy taking sides, you’ve been paid a large amount of money to take her out, more than you have ever made.

The war between these two gangs has been going on for the longest time and you have killed enough people on both sides to earn a fair amount of enemies, but this time you couldn’t help but feel a sinking hole opening in your heart.

Hanji Zoe has always been the deadliest member of the underground group. Her kill count is even higher than yours, at least 500+ heads under her belt. They say her torture methods surpass even the ones they use in hell.

She’s known as the Devil herself.

“For this is the end

I've drowned and dreamt this moment

So overdue, I owe them

Swept away, I'm stolen”

8:15pm

Your keys unlock the heavy doors of your house and somehow the marble floors feel colder than ever. Your shoes rest in their designated spot by the coat holder and you throw the suitcase on the couch.

Two cups rest on the counter near the bar area inside your home. One of them contains what you assume is whisky, due to the color and the amount of ice in the cup, it has always been her favorite after a work day.

The lipstick marks are fresh meaning she has just now gotten home. Upon paying closer attention, you realize the shower is on and steam is coming out of the bathroom. You think about joining her but ultimately decide to have a drink first, trying to forget about your next target.

Gently, you take two rocks of ice and place them in the clean cup specifically placed out for you. Pouring yourself a single shot of whisky, you walk towards the balcony feeling as the cold air of the night hits your face.

You knew this day would come but you hoped it would take longer. 

Deep in your own thoughts, you don’t realize the water has been turned off in the bathroom and wet footsteps approach your body.

It’s not until her wet arms wrap around your black dress that you realize you are no longer alone. Her face is buried in your back and you can see steam leaving her arms as the hair on her skin stands up.

The tattoo of your initials on her hand still brings butterflies to your stomach. The memory of the night she got it is still one of your favorite moments you spent together, especially since it was after your first date and she told you she knew you were the one.

“I missed you.” She says, placing a kiss on your skin. You can feel as her breasts are pressed against you and a gasp leaves your body.

“I missed you too.” You reply, a disobedient tear rolling down your face as you chug the contents of the cup in your hand.

“What’s wrong?” She asks, placing her hand on your waist as she turns your body around so you can face her. She is a few inches taller, nothing too extreme but enough to make you look up at her gently.

Her thumb brushes the tear on your cheek before rubbing it above your lips. You take a deep breath, gathering the courage to tell her the news you just received.

“You are my next target.” You say and Hanji nods, a sad smirk on her lips.

“Let the sky fall

When it crumbles

We will stand tall

Face it all together” 

9:00pm

The brush goes through her hair with ease for the first time, as if she took care of the tangles in the shower already knowing what the news you were bringing would be. After shower moments were the ones where Hanji was the most vulnerable.

She would simply close her eyes and appreciate the attention she’s been given as she fades in the echo of your voice. You hum a melody quietly, Hanji’s favorite song in the hopes to bring her any comfort at all.

Your tears drip down your nose onto her scalp as you put her hair in a ponytail, attempting to help her get ready for the party she will be attending in an hour. At the highest floor of the second tallest building in the entire city.

“How are you going to do it?” She asks, lighting a cigarette and blowing the smoke up in the air while trying to make rings out of it. You giggle, touching her shoulders before sliding your hands down her arms.

You notice the goosebumps rising on her skin and can’t help but smile at how she reacts to your touch. “Must we talk about it?”

“I need to know.” She replies and you nod, sighing heavily while finally agreeing to talk about the elephant in the room.

“I’ll be on the roof of the Paradise building. I am pretty sure they will send someone to watch me do it.” You begin, spraying the bottle of perfume around her and noticing as the drops of liquid fall on her tan skin, masking the smell of the cigarette.

“But they might not.” She says and you shrug your shoulders.

“They might not.” You say quietly.

“I wouldn’t expect any less from this city’s top 1 assassin.” She says, taking your hand in hers and planting a soft kiss on your palm, leaving behind the red mark of her deep colored lipstick.

She stands up, allowing the robe to fall to the floor and reveal her naked body. You can’t look away from the perfect shape of her breasts, the line that goes through her abdomen from a previous surgery and all of her battle scars.

“Make me yours one last time.” You say, pulling your shirt above her head as you expose yourself to her and she nods, a devious smile curling up on her lips.

You see a few old bullet wounds, some healed while others are still healing. Every single one of them tells a story about who she is and how she has lived her life but your favorite story has always been the one of how she lost her eye.

It was three years ago, the day you met. How could you ever forget?

“Let the sky fall

When it crumbles

We will stand tall

Face it all together

At Skyfall”

Since you were a teenager, you’ve been good at killing. First your shitty parents and every family member who sided with them, including your own brother and sister. Finally being able to control your life, you decided to make a living out of it.

This career put you through college where you earned a chemistry degree, learning how to mix your personal kinds of poison, some of which no one has ever even heard of which makes it hard for the police to find who was responsible for it.

At first, you would go for basic targets: rapists, animal abusers, anyone who dared hurt another soul but word got out of how excellent and quick you were at your job and your number of clients tripled and your name was in everyone’s mouth.

One day, you got a call from a blocked russian number. A smile creeped on your lips as you heard a familiar voice over the phone, Erwin Smith. The man who gave you a chance to grow in this life and made you who you are today, your mentor.

“Y/N, I’m dying.” He says, his voice is faint and you notice his life force is fading away. 

“I can tell.” You reply trying to lighten the mood and he laughs.

“Will you still work for the next boss?” He asks, coughing out a liquid which you could only assume was blood. 

“If that is your dying wish.” You respond and he hums in agreement over the phone, “Then yes.”

Later that week, two men showed up to your house to escort you to Erwin’s funeral. The rain poured over his coffin, hiding away the tears of those who loved him.

Surrounded by at least five men sat a woman in a black coat, her eyes looking in your direction as she took the cigarette to her lips. The tattoos on her leg on display for anyone to see, you could’ve sworn she was silently flirting with you.

And in a moment of weakness, a car drove by shooting up the place completely. Of course they were received with a buffet of bullets as well, but nearly a third of the people around the casket were now dead.

As a bullet makes its way towards you, the brunette with danger in her eyes rushes forward to protect you only to receive the bullet with a glass platter. Needless to say, an uncountable amount of shards found their way into her eyeball.

While she bled in your arms, you tried to make sure she remained awake.

“What’s your name?” You ask and she smiles, bringing your hand towards her lips and licking your thumb with a palpable sexual energy.

“Hanji. Hanji Zoe.” She replied, “The new boss.”

“Skyfall is where we start

A thousand miles and poles apart

Where worlds collide and days are dark

You may have my number, you can take my name

But you'll never have my heart”

10:05pm

Once you are finished redoing Hanji’s hair, she stares at the closet before finally picking out a blood colored suit. No shirt underneath, she places the blazer right above her nipples, only enough to cover them while allowing the rest of her breasts to be exposed.

You on the other hand plan to dress yourself in a completely black outfit hoping to blend into the darkness of the night. Luck was on your side for there were no stars to brighten the sky, allowing you to take complete cover.

As far as you know, nobody is aware of your relationship with Hanji, not even her subordinates. Keeping business away from your private life has always been a priority, even before you committed your first paid killing.

She places a final kiss on your hands and one of your lips, though it does not feel like a goodbye and you sadly accept any kind of comfort you can find.

When her car is out of view, you decide to go up and take a shower by yourself. You wanted to decline this job, to throw everything away: your reputation, the money and simply run away with Hanji to a place where you could live your lives.

But you can’t. Before even knowing who your targets are, you are always made to sign a consent form and if broken, it would cost you your life.

The warm water hits your face and you can still smell Hanji’s strawberry shampoo in the air mixed with the fading smoke of her cigarettes. You begin to remember every shower you spent together, every kiss you shared at the most exquisite places around the world.

Hanji always knew how to make you feel like the luckiest girl in the world. Eventually, you can no longer if the water streaming down your face comes from the shower or your tears.

As you finish your shower, you begin to get ready. The black outfit had never been colder and the unsettling feeling at the pit of your stomach still remains. While putting a mask above your face, you look at your rifle.

It has your initials and Hanji’s secretly carved on the side and on the other it has the date you started dating. A good luck charm, as she liked to call it.

Tonight will be a fucking awful night.

“Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)

When it crumbles (when it crumbles)

We will stand tall (we will stand tall)

Face it all together

At Skyfall”

1:53am

Hours have passed since you've been sitting at the top of this building by yourself, looking through the binoculars at the party happening not too far away.  In the end, they decided not to send anyone to watch over your shoulder as you do your job.

The richest and most powerful people in town were all attending and, even though they wore masks, you could still tell exactly who they were. The years of analyzing and recognizing targets from afar has given you the extraordinary ability to identify covered faces.

By the bar, you see her as she rests her arm on the glass top. She looks beautiful. Her whiskey brown eyes match the liquid in her cup as the black mask covers her features. For a second, you could’ve sworn she looked directly at you.

The instructions were clear: at 2am, a single bullet should be shot directly to her head, killing her instantly. So you position your gun, looking through the lense as Hanji disappears in the crowd for a bit before returning to her usual spot.

You sigh, stopping the tears that attempt to cloud your vision. Your finger slowly moves towards the trigger, as if time itself is desperately trying to stop you from killing your loved one, but it doesn’t matter. No one could stop you now.

Counting the seconds, you make sure the shot to her head is clear and you pray she won’t suffer at all. “Goodbye, my love.”

Time nearly stops once you pull the trigger. You watch closely as the bullet goes through her brain and blood splatters across the clear counter causing every person in the room to desperately run for their lives, not knowing they are all safe.

Only one man stands in the room and he raises his glass at you for he is the only one who knows no more shots will be fired. The asshole who hired you to kill the love of your life. Fucking Zeke Yeager.

With every ounce of your body, you decide that killing him isn’t worth it. He deserves to live to suffer in the future.

You bring your body back up, beginning to disassemble your rifle. It takes you less than a minute to be on your way and you can hear as police sirens approach the building in front of you.

“Where you go, I go

What you see, I see

I know I'd never be me

Without the security

Of your loving arms

Keeping me from harm

Put your hand in my hand

And we'll stand”

Finally getting back to your house, you throw the bag containing the gun on the couch before plopping your body right beside it, a long sigh escaping your lips.

Your eyes then notice the packed bags, all ready to leave as soon as possible. The clicking of heels comes from the other side of the house and you smirk, rushing your thumb through your lips.

“I feel bad for the lady you hired to die in your place.” You say, turning around and propping your chin on the back of the couch.

“Would you prefer if I had died in her place?” Hanji asks, rushing her hand through her freshly shaved head in an attempt to get rid of any hairs that still remain attached to her.

“Of course not, love.” You reply, walking towards her before taking the glass of wine from her free hand.

“Hanji Zoe is dead and the witness to it is Zeke Yeager himself.” She says, a devious smile on her lips.

You can’t help but link your mouth with hers, tasting the delightful mixture of alcohols she has had tonight. Her hands travel through your body, exploring every inch of your skin before gently brushing against your inner thigh.

You gasp gently, nearly melting in response to her actions. God knows you want to melt but you don’t have time.

“It’s 4:25am, the plane leaves in 35 minutes so we should go.” She says and you nod.

You grab one of the packed bags plus your rifle and she grabs the rest before extending her hand to you, hoping to walk away from this life with you by her side but not before staging your own kidnapping and death, everything so no one would ever look for either of you.

Once done with arrangements, she smiles. 

“So where are we going to make our new home?” You ask.

“My home is wherever you are.” She replies and you feel your cheeks getting warm before she continues, “But I was planning the Carribeans.” 

“Fuck yes.” Is all you say and she laughs, squeezing your hand as you both say goodbye to the apartment you’ve shared for years. Leaving behind a life of danger to live together in the house of your dreams, far away from all the negativity.

Just you and Hanji. And maybe a few cats and dogs along the way.

“Let the sky fall (let the sky fall)

When it crumbles (when it crumbles)

We will stand tall (we will stand tall)

Face it all together

At Skyfall”

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[bringmebackdude]

I Can't Quit You Baby

(gif not mine)

Pairing: Slash x fem!Reader

Concept: Slash has been hooking up with a rich girl, but this time "no ties" starts to bother him.

Word count: 1,454

A/N: Actually I've been thinking about making a fic out of this one, haven't read or seen one like this with the guys and mixing a rich girl with Slash seems very interesting...(if you have, please let me know, I'm not trying to steal any content by mistake!)

(light smut, fluff)

His agitated body dropped next to hers, both chests going up and down from exhaustion and the heat that filled the considerably small room. Their bodies still felt the shivers of pleasure, there was a comfortable silence during the recovery. (Y/N) sat on the edge of the bed looking for her bra, which she spotted right next to Pandora's tank, his snake, alongside her panties. It was a usual scavenger hunt for her clothes, she and Slash wouldn't care where they left their stuff when lust came between them. He lit a cigarette while watching his companion with a frown, slightly smirking seconds later when he laid eyes on the lightning-struck tattoo she had on her left buttock. "You're leaving already?"

"Wasn't two hours enough for you, big boy?" she chuckled, sliding her legs inside the pink skirt.

"It's just that you usually stay longer...y'know" shrugging and letting the smoke escape from his lips, he sat on the bed. Carefully pushing some of his rebel curls back, so he could give a better look to the girl's half-naked body. "And it isn't two hours if you count the smoke breaks."

"I have stuff to do, and I'm already late," her tone was calm, but she buttoned down her blouse in a rush, shoving her panties in her purse after.

"Daddy invited the president over tonight?" he asked mockingly.

"Ha-ha, very funny," she finished tying her boots and walked towards him, holding his face between her hands "You would love to go to one, wouldn't ya?"

"I'd die for," using his reliable sarcasm, he wrapped his arms around her waist.

"I'll see you soon," always her same goodbye, not forgetting about the quick peck on the lips before taking her belongings and walking out of his room. "Bye, Pandora! Bye, Duff!" Slash heard the main door close, letting out a sigh, all the fun was over sooner than he thought. He was quite happy with the dynamic between him and (Y/N), no need for compromises, just sex whenever they were in need. She was funny, hot, friendly, listened to the same music as he did, and not to mention she was rich. Also, her dad hated Slash, which made the friendship more exciting for both of them. Two lovers of trouble, together, were no good. That's exactly what he wanted, a good fuck and then leave. But somehow, it slightly bothered him that she didn't ask for more. All the girls were looking for something serious with him, why not her?

"She left early, huh?" Duff's head poked out of his door before he made an entrance to the curly's bedroom. He shrugged again, taking a puff on his cigarette "Yeah." "Oh dude, I'm so jealous you can bang that anytime you want. Do you mind if I shoot my shot with her?" "It's not up to me. She's probably out of your league" Slash replied. The guys enjoyed having her around, she wasn't stuck up like other ones, but still, she had a very strong character, which would sometimes cause fights between her and Axl. Of course, she had developed quite the friendship with Duff. The blond giraffe was funny as hell. "If she's a Motley Crue girl, there will be no problem to get her" rested his body against the wall and crossed his arms with a smirk. He knew it was gonna piss the guitarist. "What do you mean?" "Izzy and I ran into her a couple of nights ago after a Motley Crue concert. No big deal." "What were you doing there?" Slash interest grew, he threw the cigarette to the floor and step on it. She goes to see Motley but not us? (Y/N) knew that they were making noise around Los Angeles, he talked endlessly to her about many gigs, still, she never attended one. The unusual feeling of resentment invaded him. He shrugged, making his way out of the room "Chicks are horny as fuck at the end of a rock concert, dude." Duff laughed walking through the hall, knowing the effect that his comment had caused on his friend. As much as Slash would deny it, everyone in the band knew there was something much more than just a friendship going between the two of them. Ever since the night they met her, the proprietorial side of the curly had shown. Besides (Y/N) being rad, she would sometimes arrive at their apartment with boxes of beer when she knew it was their rest day, lent them some clothes, or even offer transportation. Although she would disappear very often and for several days, it was a friendship worth keeping. At this point, the guys were just waiting for them to become something a bit more official, but the two lovers were too proud.

﹆

Her foot stomped on the floor when she tripped on the amp next to the sofa, the dark empty apartment echoed with giggles from the two of them, their mouths refusing to separate. Slash felt the doorknob of his room, quickly opening the door and pulling the girl inside, both wasting no time in starting to take their clothes off. She let her skirt slide down her legs, showing off her pink thong. He, on the other side, was almost naked when he took his pants off, the guy had no problem being commando most of his life. He laid her body delicately on the bed, sliding his mouth towards the female's jaw, where he left traces of saliva from his wet kisses along with a few bites. The rough touch of his blistered fingers running through her body, making her skin crawl as the touch entered between her legs, a smirk appeared in the guitarist's face when he felt how wet she was already, something he never got tired of. A moan escaped from her lips when his mouth positioned on one of her nipples, sucking hard. "Baby" her hands running through his curls, slightly pulling from these, "I need you," she whispered. Needless to say, that unleashed the lust he carried inside.

...

His tanned hand grabbed the delicate one, feeling his fingers locked with hers, a simple but cute thing that Slash usually didn't do. She bit her lip, hiding the smile that the sudden action had provoked on her. "So... Duff told me he saw you at a Motley concert." "Oh yeah, I think it was last weekend or something like that," she shrugged, peering up at him. "I didn't know you liked those types of bands..." trying hard to hide his jealousy, he kept an unworried face. "One of my girlfriends took me with her, and you know I like rock," covering her breasts with the blanket, she reached for a cigarette and took the lighter from the nightstand. "Why?" "Why what?" "Why is this whole interrogation happening, dumbass?" she chuckled, letting the smoke come out right in front of his face. Slash coughed, rolling his eyes before stealing the cigarette from her hand, to which she smiled. "I don't know, it's just that you never come to watch us perform." "So?"

"So? We are friends, and you've never attended one of our gigs, you just drop us off and we're way better than them," he scoffed irritated. The female looked at him with confusion, not understanding where this was all coming from. "Honey, you never invite me to any of your events, I thought this was only hooking up and hanging every now and then," she replied with furrowed brows. He never seemed to have a problem with that. "Well maybe I want more..." with his arms crossed on his chest, he avoided her fazed stare, the last thing he needed was for her to notice his cheeks blushing. The words slipped out of his mouth. Did he regret saying that? No, he didn't, all this time he had been craving more but his pride was too big to admit it. After a few seconds of letting all this new information sink in, slowly a mocking smile was drawn on her face, sliding in bed to be closer to him,"Why didn't you say anything before?" "Cause I guess I didn't realize it completely until a few days ago...whatever, this is stupid" his slight embarrassment was adorable for her, it was a completely new side of the tough carefree guy she knew. "No, it's not," she stopped him before he could get out of the bed."I think we could work something out," a shy smile was attached to the response that was going to change their path from now and on. "I'd like that" he pulled her closed, wrapping his arms around her waist as another round was waiting for them.

#another one!!! #I feel like it was kinda sloppy so I apologize #will keep practicing #hope yall like it <3 #thanks for all the support #slash #saul hudson #slash x reader #slash imagine #slash fic #guns n roses #guitarist #slash fanfic #guns n roses imagine #guns n roses x reader #fanfic #slash gnr #gnr #saul hudson imagine #saul hudson fanfic #saul hudson x reader #rock